matt smith

matt smith is one of the most interesting guys I know. from sailing around the world to being obsessed with legos, to being really subtly great with jokes, to being hella smart, matt's one of those dudes that not a lot of people know about, which is a bummer for you fools that are missing out. maybe it's because he hangs out with loud mouths like me, that drown out the way funnier shit that matt says. actually, that's probably it. anyway, matt's rad. stoked that I know the dude.

the drunken late night how are we not getting a noise complaint party

I took a couple of pictures from the late night party in the room, but I think this one is the best. blown out. brodeo with that little half smile that indicates he's wasted. allen laughing so hard that he's almost gonna fall over, while jake looks like he's got his shit together, even though he's using that wall to not fall down. it was a great party, and it was strange being the soberest one in the room. also, I'm pretty sure this party ended with brodeo sleeping in a parking garage, but it's honestly a mystery to everyone where he went.

fuck knuckles and surf turd?

okay, I'm pretty sure that was supposed to say SURF and TURF, but that TURF looks like TURD. also, I wish ciao would have gotten in a fight that night, as his plan to double punch someone and yell "you got fuck knuckled" would have been AWESOME to experience.

pizza party!

i love the the concierge had us pegged as hipsters and told us to order pizza from the hippy pizza place with natural ingredients because, as it turns out, we are hipsters, and it was hella good pizza. ashley, lynda, elliot, and bret.

casa de creatar

and then there was hotel. the creatures decided to get rooms, I think mostly for the ability to swim in a pool, which seems totally reasonable to me. I felt that buying drugs was a better investment, but I didn't turn down the invite to pizza party AND late night party in bret, siesta, jake, and lynda's room. it had a nice view and only sort of smelled like farts.

more mopedsss

Creature babes and more mopeds (including vic's old laguna) and literally the RAREST moped to see at a moped rally (amf roadmaster, nathan would be proud) and ace's bike, which I passed, and was passed by, at least 30 times on the saturday ride.

moped ride one pt 2

we break the law, we break the law, we run away (slowly and poorly), and then we park these things, and get awesome.

moped ride one

some mopeds, some mopeds, my introduction to cal-neva, and proof that the puddle cutters advertise better than keystone. also, I think jesse's helmet makes his head look like a bug.

what the hell, reno?

I've been drinking on and off for 16 years or so, and for some reason, I had never seen keystone before. we used to talk about it, years ago, while drunk in fresno. like we all firmly believed they made a keystone light, but no keystone, thus defying the logic of making a "light" alternative. leave it to reno to have the only damn cans of it in the world. also, keystone needs to up their advertising. by buying this picture from me.

longo and ciao

two of my favorite people. I wish jessica could have rallied more, but it was hella great to see her. ciao killed it all weekend, and got drunker that I've ever seen him. so that was a win.

gems

four more pics from that trip to kelly point park, none of which help determine who was actually on the trip with us. emily's bike, miguel's helmet, miguel and his bike, and some trees.

brendan

I went up to seattle a couple weeks back to see brendan and arianna barrans. not just them, but a mostly them. these kids are the nicest hosts ever, have a really cute house, and are a lot of fun. this was what I can call the before picture, the day that followed involved a really awesome moped ride, an underpopulated show, getting shit housed and baffled by kids in the hall, and having every video game that I wanted to play break. ha. it was amazing. I have some other pictures from this trip from another roll, but here's brendan as we played spinja's in the morning.

f/s: one gently used belt buckle

this shit's going on ebay. a vast improvement, even if it doesn't actually help keep pants up anymore.

odds and ends

so, this first one is my favorite graffiti ever, followed by my love of chain link fences, and followed by a moped. do people still like pictures of mopeds? did they ever?

LONGO.

I'm pretty sure that there's things going on in jessica's head that I would never be able to understand. there's always this feeling that her mind is doing really interesting things that I want to get in on. I guess that's not a great job explaining it, and I feel like maybe I could do better, but that's what comes to mind when I think of jessica. that, and that I really like the way she talks, and uses her hands while talking. hm... I think that I'll try to take more pictures of her later, and by then maybe I'll have a better idea of what it is that I'm trying to say.

grill 'em all.

metallica is fucking stupid. seriously. the world would probably be a better place if cliff would have lived, and the rest of them died. but whatever. this truck, is awesome. even if the name references morons.

travis

I like this guy a lot. he likes to push my buttons (who doesn't?), but he's really smart, and decent, at least 90% of the time. he does get drunk and act a fool sometimes. again, who doesn't.

vision questing in the desert, an epic tale of trying for redemption

our hero, his sanity failing, decided that the best idea would be to run full speed into the abyss, either to be lost forever, or to be found. the old wizardly indian chief was out there somewhere, why not at a go-cart track in the middle of no where? the dirt would be good for the soul, if nothing else.

mosquitoween: a christmas tree indeed.

I assure you, brendan was a jolly christmas tree for most of the night. some people just get wicked grumpy when they see a camera. but hey, it's a grumpy christmas tree. that's hilarious.

mosquitoween: the groom, a zombie cosmonaut tale

aside from just being an amazing halloween, the festivities also were all about michael mike and trina's wedding. I have no idea how I completely failed to get any pictures of the beautiful bride, but at least I got this wonderful picture of the groom. that was by far the best wedding reception ever, guys, and if that is any indicator to how awesome your life together is going to be, then I am jealous beyond what any words can describe. congratulations, friends.