The three days Fecal Face died, Electrelane, and Mob Deep. Decided to stop the site at one point, got so hyper and happy from my new found freedom that I collapsed for days... But I digress.

Electrelane Fucking makes me so pleased with life. I think that this video should be playing while you browse below.

Here is something that also makes me happy as Poo. While working at Irving's for our new top secret awesome project of death, I found these wonderful postcards in his trash. They're for a designer in Sweden... God, I need to move to Sweden.

So backwards and drunker we go to last Thursday where my hell began... well, not hell but life crossroads. Here The Mall starts it off at The Bottom of the Hill.

Thee More Shallows made me very very happy.

Last time I saw them was at Hotel Utah and they sounded a lot better this time around. Guess a months of touring Europe helped.

Ral Partha and The Mall... The Mall's going on tour and someone's not going.

Dee from Thee More Shallows and Ellery from The Mall. Good times.

Post "gig" disorder

Mistake= following Jesse to Pops.

not mistake= watching this dude drop his computer in the bar that he was carrying on his shoulder.

As Rick would say. "aaw, hell no. What's up, dog?!".

feels Norwegian

Oh, and here we are at Jesse's watching a movie after the bar closed. Pops serves Sparks and that kinda sucks. Sparks should be left to Albion alley and GG Park.

and Jesse serves airplane bottles of booze.

Jesse plays me a song.

I have a feeling this bottle has something to do with it.

[it was about here where I made up my mind that I stopping FF to concentrate on filmmaking... I got very very happy and was determined to stay up till dawn. A weight had been lifted on my shoulders and I would be done with blogging forever!]

time to get arty

mariah came over and we all decided to stay up till dawn in celebration... or I forced everyone to. i forgot... I have been called the Fun Nazi a few times.

Happy/ out of my mind me

and the moment we've been waiting for.

sunrise in the Mission

I slept sometime around here

and woke up and jesse and i prepared for the day. I drank in celebration... and started my "I'm making movies" hyperness. I've never been so worked up in my life. I planned on staying up till dawn again the following night to fully celebrate my new life of art expression artness.

and at GG park meeting new people/ playing duck duck goose! Good times.

Jesse wished I'd just shut up. Jesse gave me something that he said would take the exclamation out of John Trippe, but it didn't work. I was too much in a frenzy.

I got married!

This blurry photo represents the HUGE amount of sleep that I got after my body quit on me.

Softball Sunday ruled again, of course and then Chris invited us to see Mob Deep at Mezzanine. We had fun, but only stayed to hear a couple hits from the fellas. We wanted to go to the gold dust... Above was my sweet view for awhile.

I should shoot for Vibe. I rule hiphop photography.

Gold Dust is the best bar in SF. Super tourist bar. You should go there.

We didn't get there in time to give the band songs to play.

Korin

Man, I missed your name. :(

Outside, Joey's shooting photos inside a car with his cell phone. I went over to see what was up and asked if I could get one too. "Sure, go ahead", she said and gave me her card. Nice.

Best park in the city is 12 blocks straight up.

I forgot your name too like an idiot even though I asked like 10 times already.

Summer in the city.

And don't forget how hard they rule

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