i am not a crook

Another amazing night with amazing people. We danced all night and sang and drank too many beers and Ivisited a color photobooth. I am busy busy busy lately, but stay tuned.
p.s. im thinking its about time to be a blonde haired woman.

she cant move to chicago.

I never grow tired of pops. even with a shitty DJ-how can you beat a photobooth, a no-line bathroom and two dollar beers? Sometimes the dj will pretend to play your requests but as Tara and I learned last night, you most likely have to be a total skank and kiss the DJ and buy him beers to hear your favourites. Anyways, Tara wants to move to Chicago, but I think she should stay!
And we should go to POPSSSSSSS more often!

boom.

molotovs last night.
my head hurts.
i need a better polaroid camera. i think ive broken a total of four in like, 8 months.
whatever.
these still make me smile.

debaser.

oh color photobooths, flannel shirts, babydoll dresses and nirvana.oh debaser. i left you too early last saturday, but next saturday i will stay and remain yourrrrrrssssssssss!

Jesse.

The 500 club discontiued their Polaroid photobooth, a fucking shame! But with the hike in costs and discontinuation of the film, I can kind of understand why. Instead of just going cold turkey on the photobooth action, they replaced the old Polaorid machine with a digital one. Not as cool, but still leaves for good times with your pals.

Adventure Friends.

I think I've been everywhere since the last time I posted, and instead of being armed with a polaroid or digital, I've been shooting with 35 mm film. I did shoot some digital these past few days, as I travelled to Santa Rosa and destroyed the 440 Club with Miriam and hung out in Oakland with Chris Jehly. I have two rolls of film to get developed, and I am super excited and cant wait to get them posted! So, check back soon please!

Hamms and Headaches and Descendants.

On Wednesday it was $1 Hamms night at Pops. I fell out of a cab. It wasnt moving, so no worries! The DJ's played Descendants at my request and it was amazing.
Anyways, no more $1 dollar Hamms. Too much headache, but cheap for the pockets!

3X4

We are drinking. We are going to get drunk. We are going to dance and put on makeup and wear our hairs fancy.

Amnesia

Last night we got beers at Amnesia. We went early because it was dark out and time to start drinking. That and Al had to wake up early for work this morning. We drank beers and noticed a stage and people dressed in beautiful clothing, fancy dresses, odd hats, suspenders and the like. We noticed musical instruments and speakers and figured there must be a show going on. Turns out it was a a 10 minute play competition called "Cheetahs on the Moon." Anyways, it was really funny and satirical, heavily polically influenced. Amnesia had a calender of events here that you can check out. The bar is really dimly lit and I didnt feel like being that jerk who ruins the ambiance with a camera flash so i just snapped a few of us in the dark. Nothing special, but who the hell cares!?

Miles Fell in the Mud and Turned 23.

Yesterday was Miles' twenty-third birthday. We did birthday things and hung around, went on a long walk, bought records and checked out tattoo shops. We had a super fancy dinner and proceeded to get wasted. Alot of good people came out for the festivities, we hung out in the park and I took a "nap". I am hungover and have to go to work soon, so, pictures! All photos taken with the Canon Rebel. Hollar!

Free Time.

Today we hung out. It was a cold afternoon. There was stolen Jameson replaced by a fruity rum cocktail. Masks were made. Friends were made. Bikes were rode. Bikes were broken. I'm not gonna lie, I'm slightly drunk and I dont remember who took all these photos, but it wasnt all me. Most credit probably goes to Miles and Drew. Love Hurts.

It;s a strange obsession.

More Photobooths happened. More Pops happened. More drunkeness. Need I say more?