Archive for November, 2005

By Popular Demand: The Chilly Willy

November 29, 2005 11:05 am

ok — I had a couple people request this.

As a preface to these pics, I think I should provide a little background information.

Jerry had a house party last Saturday and we were inviting as many people as possible. My old roommate / really good friend Scoo (Jason) was coming into town and we all met up at El Rodeo. So we’re sitting there, eating chips and mexican food, and we get on the topic of how crazy I get when I’m drunk. Scoo says that since he and I have never drank together before, I have to do a shot with him. I told him I’d do whatever drink he wanted as long as it was liquor. He was like “ANY shot?” I said yes. He said “You’ll do a Chilly Willy?” I said that while I had no idea what it was, I’d do it if he did.


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The Life & Times of Mortimer J. Sampson

November 26, 2005 1:20 pm

Ahhh… just a little hung over today, kids. Two nights of “celebrating” in a row! My hearing is a little sensitive and the hood on my dark blue Independent Truck Co. hoodie is pulled over my ears to take some of the edge off this music. I suppose I could just turn it down…. but I’d rather be able to hear it. I’m so finicky. I’ve got some VICIOUS hunger right now — I’m about ready to eat some rice or whatever else I can scavenge in my kitchen.

Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving
Wednesday was fucking awesome. After work I came home, packed up some things, got a little hotness’d up, then left for Dayton. If I remember correctly I was wearing that old steel-ball choker (see profile pic), my X-2 jeans (the ones with the tear, more on that in a minute), and this dark brown sweater with vertical ribs… I think it’s from the Gap? Oh, and of course, my mismatched socks, Doc Martens, black stylin’ kikwear Jacket (see profile pic) and brown leather watch. Oh, and a charcoal grey scarf, which is now MIA.


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Crashing like (the late) Princess Di

2:46 am

Get your razors ready kid, it’s time for another late-night blog session!

It’s another one of those “I’m dead tired but my head is going to explode from all the thoughts bouncing off the walls” nights. You know, the nights when you lay down and it sounds like there’s a full-scale party going on in your head. Someone just pulled the velvet rope and let all the 18 year olds in with fake IDs and plastic cups of beer, and now they’re doing kegstands and bumping & grinding in the center of my head.

My thermostat reads about 73 degrees, but I definitely have it set at 75 and the heat hasn’t kicked on yet… LAME.


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