martian mash

so the other day i was riding around downtown and i saw this one fool going the opposite direction and he was straight killin it. peeped his ride and i was like, no. way. NO WAY. yep that's it, the one and only ciocc enemy pursuit owned by the boss dawg himself, garrett of the (in)famous mashsf crew. he looked at me like i was dirt... and it was awesome!!! just rockin t-shirt, shorts, and ipod, what a badass! i still cant get over it. look at this beassst:



anyway. that was that. crazy week so far. shout out to m'girl! has it only been three days? the snow, thats wassup. the other day i got super duper wired. who peeped my facebook status? just a lethal combination of near-jared-level sleepage and the super strength monday morning coffee dosage. insane. i listened to DJ AM and Travis Barker's "Fix Your Face Mixtape", then Girl Talk's "Night Ripper." both albums were off the hook, and they helped me burn through a chapter of accounting in the library which i really needed to do. yesterday though, i snagged Kid Cudi's mixtape. love it! embrace the martian is my favorite track. do listen. plus i just got off weezy' phone home, and the game's my life. space is in, get on that hype!

yep hella gtb, eyeballs hurt (s)lightweight, abousta kick rocks. fisho. gasp. people like me are the reason why urbandictionary must exist.

except wait, i forgot to mention that rob dyrdek's fantasy factory is by far, the best thing on tv. nitro circus got stomped, but we'll see if demetri martin can hang tonight at 1030p. be there! doin it SO right.

favorite fitted flies forever

talk about a bummer day. i lost my favorite hat. it was just last night when i admired you, perched high on the wall, beaming above dynamic light. i said the words aloud, "that's my favorite hat," not knowing that it would be the last time i would ever say it. you fit so well, and were so steezy, it was my pleasure to rock it. TRUE hat, we've had an amazing year-- parties and kickits, hot and cold, ridin dirty, we did it so right. this afternoon at 3:16pm at High and Bay, i paid the price to pedal. as i pushed through the intersection, overtaking a biking girl and a metro bus, TRUE hat flew from my head and disappeared into the next dimension. i rounded back to rescue, but found no trace. legend has it that TRUE hat was absorbed by the blackhole of awesomeness to a faraway place for hella cool shit. bummer.

TRUE hat, i mees you.

lounge lalapalooza lore

this is wack. so i was straight chillin in the library--top floor, double-chair lounge status (see ex. A.) -- reading accounting kinda but not soaking anything up yknow, and then i got this weird, unstoppable cough. so i get up and walk to the water fountain around the corner. thirst quencher. i guess i grabbed my bag cuz i dont want anyone to jack my shit. some vultures up in la bibliothèque though!! i got swooped SO hard. some guy with one of those furry russian winter hats. of course, it was THAT guy. im am supremely moded, and i cant even begin to feel good enough to read accounting, of all things. aghh, the life i lead! it's cool, im still CHILLIN. are you?

blogs bumpin bullets bomb bikes boyeee

id like to start by saying that the magic bullet is awesome, smoothies for DAYS. although i am sippin on one of these delectable beverages right now (with neon yellow party straw fisho), i made the bombest one yesterday. why eat fruit by itself when you can blend it all up into a drinkable goop, eh? start with a cup of pomegranate strawberry yogurt, add frozen strawberries and pineapples, like a cup and a half of pulpy orange juice, and a few squirts of honey. BOMB. blend it first, i guess. THEN it's BOMB.

i guess we could say that it's been a while since post, but who's counting? been busy for sure, not too much free time, or free energy for that matter, to keep up the blogger. im here now. give the people what they want! the quarter is HOT right now. literally, its summer in santa cruz. blue skies, sun, smoothies, skateboarders, the works. i dont know what's going on, but it better stop soon. im looking for some fat storms. SNOW!! this week is kind of a kickit week, but it really shouldnt be. scraped some midterms last week-- econometrics, accounting, and programming. btw, i am an introductory programming beast. watch out cyberspace, im thrashing through the learning curve. last week, i programmed a calculator, this week could be a video game, and by the end of the quarter, i could be all up in NSA. not. speaking of video games, the sims 3 february 20! prepare not see me for a couple weeks, ill be off the grid til like mid-march.

anyway, school is school. yall know. im trying to look at my calendar and figure out what ive been doing for the last two weeks. hmmm. midterms, egh. oh the xgames!!! shaun white is still a sav, he does it so right. no lie though, i think they kinda gave him superpipe gold. his run was solid, but it certainly wasnt last year's run, no 1260, huh? i really didnt get to watch that much of it, but i caught the main event. the snow! i am so amped.

rocket jr has been chillin, that's the bike if youre out of the loop. something was terribly wrong the other day, possibly as a result of my whipskids, but my drivetrain was just screaming. i felt slow and noisy. not chill. however, thanks to my friends at another bike shop - mission street, chain lube = stealth machine = hella fast. love it! the weather has also made rides more pleasant. the other day, i was riding to the store to pick up a few things, and i cruised past a family about to go on a group ride. there were like five youngins standing curbside while pops was grinding away trying to assemble the fleet. they all stopped for a second and just stared, following smoothly with their eyes as i spun by. then the youngest one on the end goes 'daddy, i want that bike.' ha! he's got a bright future.

- oh phelps, what can i say? youre m'boy.

- chinese new year was nothing. i might not be chinese. gasp. it was just another monday.

- oh, been working at the student volunteer center. chillin! working with the riles is quite an experience. he's wack. talkin shit on the riles all day!

- the superbowl! couldnt tell you much. i was gtb for most of it. i caught the fourth quarter, though. intense!

downloaded an andre nickatina discography last night, so that's what im bumpin for the next for days, weeks, dont know. i have too much music that i havent listened to. i should get some mellow-er stuff cuz im always actin a fool on the bus. got my headphones in. and recently, i found out that my friend pat listens to his music louder than i do, so ive been upping the decibals. two words. bad idea. not only can you not hear anything, but you are indefinitely more inclined to mouth/sing in public and not know it. too much! i remember saying that i couldnt own an ipod because i knew id get permanently attached to it. well, ive arrived. i say the same about crazy cell phones. stay away! i cant handle the power!

quote of the week: "TA's in the house say YAY-YUH!"-- Spearot

goin' goin' goin' GOIN' to the SNOW, fisho:) herro?