I really should be heading to the gym then off to Austin for the punk show, but I wanted to share some videos, of which, the first one needs a bit of setup before viewing.
The Story: While on vacation in LaPaz Mexico at the 2005 BMEfest my friend Cere presented me with a very foolish challenge. NOT, “I can drink more that you” With his sheer size at the time, this would have been a losing battle on my part. NO the challenge was, “I bet you can’t make me puke!” Seriously? He was under the impression that I could not feed him enough alcohol as to make him vomit. LOL You know, I’m usually up for any reasonable, and some pretty unreasonable challenges, but this one was just too easy. His small glasses of scotch just kept getting bigger and bigger and his water backs, soon turning into vodka. Poor guy never knew what hit him.
Now that you have the story, thanks definitely need to go to the rest of the evil doers. Mainly of course would be Brian. He recorded the audio while driving us back to the house. Oh and one other side note, up until this point, Cere had been well known for drawing on people while they were passed out drunk, so it was only fair he got a taste of his own medicine …enjoy:
This second video I stumbled upon while surfing the net at the gym. I really don’t think this needs a setup, but I will toss in my 2 cents and give a back story. First, is this story true? Most likely, but I have a lot of trouble believing this girl Em was his “girlfriend” at least in the sense that I use the word. I have traveled quite a bit and even girls that I was just casually dating always knew where I was going. Secondly, when someone disappears, wouldn’t your first thought be, “Are they OK?” My first thought would be to make sure that nothing bad had happened to the person, but then again that’s just me.
Now that said, I will tell this story. When I was 16 years old I was hanging out with this pretty blonde girl. I would give a name but I can’t remember it. I say “hanging out” because I’m not sure if we were even dating. to the best of my knowledge if there was any physical interaction with us, it was kissing at best, but that was 24 years ago and I can’t really remember. Anyway, one night she went out with a friend of hers to the Stark Club (Very famous club from the 80′s) while I proceeded to get drunk at the Twilight Room. (Punk Club) Very long story short, my friends convinced me that she was fucking this other guy and in my stupid drunken state I not only went to the Stark Club looking for her/him. I made multiple phone calls to her house and left messages on her answering machine about how I KNEW she was fucking this guy. The irony? He was gay and she had gone home early. Surprisingly, she never wanted to speak to me again. Go figure 
And this last video? Well it needs no explanation or setup.
And this? Hello Kitty Vader is just awesome..that is all…
