Saturday, June 23, 2012

TROPFEST. Dogs are stars TOO!

TROPFEST stretch


Love me? Great. Hate me? Even better.

TROPFEST. The worlds largest short film festival

Bryant Park Beach

Lounging around. At TROPFEST.

TROPFEST 2012. Bryant Park

Tropfest New York 2012

Vagina. Does that word bother you, Lebowski?

Take some PRIDE

In yourself. We are proud. To have PRIDE. Are you?

Friday, June 22, 2012

The drinking will continue until morale improves

Got that, pirates?

It's official: The End is Here.

Words with Friends, Volume 11,536. I Went to an Ivy League School, OF COURSE I Don't Speak Jive!

  LOL I speak jive.  Do you?  You can TOO.  See below for further details.

It's Friday! Fuck this shit. Cause it's Summertime. Time to sit back and unwind.

  Operation "fuck this shit" to be a go in 3...2....1....Wait for my SIGNAL sandman viper command!  Aaaaaaaand GO.  Enjoy the first weekend of summer in style...DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince style, that is...  

  Intro/Chorus: *sung*

summer summer summertime
time to sit back and unwind

Verse One: Fresh Prince

Here it is the groove slightly transformed
just a bit of a break from the norm
just a little somethin' to break the monotony
of all that hardcore dance that has gotten to be
a little bit out of control it's cool to dance
but what about the groove that soothes that moves romance
give me a soft subtle mix
and if ain't broke then don't try to fix it
and think of the summers of the past
adjust the base and let the alpine blast
pop in my CD and let me run a rhyme
and put your car on cruise and lay back cause this is summertime


Verse Two: Fresh Prince

school is out and it's a sort of a buzz
a back then I didn't really know what it was
but now I see what have of this
the way that people respond to summer madness
the weather is hot and girls are dressing less
and checking out the fellas to tell 'em who's best
riding around in your jeep or your benzos
or in your Nissan stting on lorenzos
back in Philly we be ou in the park
a place called the plateau is where everybody goes
guys out hunting and girls doing likewise
honking at the honey in front of you with the light eyes
she turn around to see what you beeping at
it's like the summers a natural afradesiac
and with a pen and pad I compose this rhyme
to hit you and get you equipped for the summer time


Verse Three: Fresh Prince

it's late in the day and I ain't been on the court yet
hustle to the mall to get me a short set
yeah I got on sneaks but I need a new pair
cause basketball courts in the summer got girls there
the temperature's about 88
hop in the water plug just for old times sake
break to ya crib change your clothes once more
cause you're invited to a barbeque that's starting at 4
sitting with your friends cause y'all remincise
about the days growing up and the first person you kiss
and as I think back makes me wonder how
the smell from a grill could spark up nostalgia
all the kids playing out front
little boys messin round with the girls playing double-dutch
while the DJ's spinning a tune as the old folks dance at your family reunion
then six o'clock rolls around
you just finished wiping your car down
it's time to cruise so you head to the summertime hangout
it looks like a car show
everybody come lookin real fine
fresh from the barber shop or fly from the beauty salon
every moment frontin and maxin
chillin in the car they spent all day waxin
leanin to the side but you can't spead through
Two miles an hour so everybody sees you
there's an air of love and of happiness
and this is the Fresh Prince's new defintion of summer madness


LMFAO Call Me Maybe Is DEEPER Than You Think! Dear Ms. Jepsen, I'm writing to confess my complete confusion and concern over your recent communique...

Words with Friends, Volume 11, 479. You are MUCH Cuter When You Don't Speak

        LMAO my hero!  "You're much cuter when you don't speak".  Awesome.  Public offendors numero uno and dos at your service.  We are "Ready to Offend YOU".  So just sit there and look pretty, would ya?  Eye candy rain...

PS. Welcome to the blog party, Spain!  Stay as long as youz like.  Until, of course, you're offended.  A HIGHLY likely scenario.  Yep, very likely indeed...

PHISH Tic Tac Toe! AMAZING! Am X-ing Chalk Dust As We Speak

Props to Courtney for sharing THIS gem!  Can we play next time?  Pretty please?  Awesome.
In the meantime, I'm x-ing Chalk Dust.

More Points of View: You Lose! Good Day, Sir. Happy Now?

 More points of view...  Wonka's point of view?  You lose!  Good Day, Sir!

  Happy NOW?
Happy now?  Happy hour. Happy = MY point of view.  You can try too!'s what for dinner.

Stress: The confusion created when one's mind overrides the body's basic desire to choke the living shit out of some asshole who desperately deserves it.

  Ha!  It's funny cause it's true...just saying...

Words with Friends, Volume 11,440. We Went Pro, Bro...At NEXTing

    Haha yep!  Step right up, to the offensive table.  Feel like getting offended?  Feel free to spend some time with us.  We're pros.  And we're ready to offend you.  It was fo real funny, you just forgot to laugh.  Yep. Like us now?  Not so much?  Yeah...why am I NOT surprised?  Oh well...plenty 'o people to offend out there.  Who's NEXT? Public offenders numero uno and dos, at your service.  You prolly won't like it...and definitely not on Facebook.

SEXTing = out, NEXTing = in

Cracker Agrees.  Teen Angst Style...

"I don't know what the world mayneed, 
but I'm sure as hell that is starts with me. 
And that's a wisdom,
I've laughed at." 

"Cause, what the world needs now 
is a new kind of tension. 
Cause the old one just bores me to death." 

PS: WELCOME BACK to the blog party, Honk Kong!  It's nice to see youz here on this fine Friday!  Just don't get offended mkay?  And if you do?  Oh well.  NEXT!