in from out of town

these photos were taken after we played the luna lounge in brooklyn. sully in bobby were in town. we played darts and drank yeungling beer until we passed out. i woke up to take a piss and bobby was passed out in my bathroom wedged between the tub and the wall.

born under a bad sign

on 4 hours sleep in 48 hours we left new york city and headed north; first to boston and then to the cape. we got to bed around 5am early saturday morning and were up by 7. with red eyes and solid headaches we hit the bottle around 8:30. hoping that we'd pass out for the ride. once in boston sully, bobby and i took off for the cape though on all of the backroads. We got to the beach around 4 o'clock, just in time for low tide. there was a great sunset that night, and we cooked fresh cod on the grill.

american nights

you've got the money, i've got the soul

flush beats a straight

stopped by the charleston on friday night. buckley ripped open her big toe coming up the stairs with takeout. played some frisbee on saturday and watched a bit of wimbledon. my bike needs the fender to be ripped off. came in second last night in poker. this week is gonna be great

salt of the earth

yesterday was fucking hot. stayed inside and watched a sex pistols documentary. played poker and had a couple of beers. when it got a but cooler, i went for a bike ride with becka down to the river and watched the sunset.

hash marx

summer is one long day that doesn't end.