PhoneCam Antics
My 60 oz. Amber Bock at Voodoo Lounge.
Note lighter placed for perspective.
Take your 40 of OE and go home crying.
Note lighter placed for perspective.
Take your 40 of OE and go home crying.
This guy was amusing me by playing cowbell,
until he suddenly stood up with a mic and
fucking filled the place with soul.
until he suddenly stood up with a mic and
fucking filled the place with soul.
Not content to amaze us on bass,
he also played the bongo and cowbell.
Yeah, all three at the same time. Yeah.
he also played the bongo and cowbell.
Yeah, all three at the same time. Yeah.
The drummer, while incredible, kept accusing us
of not being drunk enough. Dammit, I know
I was doing my part. Those slackers.
of not being drunk enough. Dammit, I know
I was doing my part. Those slackers.
The 36oz "Big Ass Martini" at Joey Buona's.
Only the most hardcore yuppie need apply.
Note Denise's beer placed for perspective.
Only the most hardcore yuppie need apply.
Note Denise's beer placed for perspective.
Notice how the heavens appear to be shining
down on them. That's God's way of saying,
"These kids sound better than your drumline."
down on them. That's God's way of saying,
"These kids sound better than your drumline."
The colors in this picture are pretty true.
All of the hallways were lit up like bad porn.
It was more tasteful than it sounds.
All of the hallways were lit up like bad porn.
It was more tasteful than it sounds.
The lobby of the W Lakeshore, where we stayed.
I thought it seemed like the Zoolander of hotels.
I thought it seemed like the Zoolander of hotels.
A small structure I have built from sauce packets.
Nobody lives there, except in my dreams.
It's good to have dreams.
Nobody lives there, except in my dreams.
It's good to have dreams.
A note I drunkenly scrawled to myself on
a bartab (using Audrey's eyeliner pencil),
then photographed so I would remember it
a bartab (using Audrey's eyeliner pencil),
then photographed so I would remember it
Imperial Shih-Tzu of Simu artist Rich.
Neither words nor pictures can truly capture
how adorable this small fuzzy animal really is.
Neither words nor pictures can truly capture
how adorable this small fuzzy animal really is.
This is Jay, who cuts Denise's and my hair.
He claims he's going to go straight and marry
Denise. I have my doubts. He rules, though.
He claims he's going to go straight and marry
Denise. I have my doubts. He rules, though.
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The only real casualty of SimuCon 2005 was a shelf of liquors that inexplicably collapsed. The Stoli was among them. :(
That cross is about 15 stories high.
Also, it's in Effingham, IN.
Who names a town Effingham?
Also, it's in Effingham, IN.
Who names a town Effingham?
The Aquabats, singing their hit song...enh, I don't remember what they were doing when I took this.
A crazy big mantis that invaded our porch drinks. Those slats are several inches wide each.
I was taking a picture of a fish, when this hippo snuck up behind it to watch me. Seriously. Startling.
Bad hyena picture. I was surprised, I thought these guys were smaller. He was probably 3.5' at the shoulder.
We've almost got the tunnel dug. Remember, if you can't distract the humans, this escape's doomed before it begins.
Disturbing on several levels, not the least of which are the liberties taken with capitalization.
If you happen across a picture of yourself up here which you would like removed, just let me know. Hey, it could happen.
