I caught an iota of flack for having two (wait, three? No!) text only posts on here. Andrew Chen was all, "are you transitioning from photoblogger to blogger?" Man! Embarrassing! Also, is any conjugation of 'blog' not the worst word ever in the whole world? What a terrible word! Well, there will be a glut of picts tomorrow. When it reigns, it poorz! I guess that's about it.
9/30/08
9/26/08
andre nickatina interview
wow. Just wow. <<< that is a link
I don't know what to say about it. I read about two thirds of it; this interview is INSANE.
Here is an excerpt: (With very extreme language, warning!)
Do you experience a lot with people bootlegging your stuff?
Only thing I can say about a bootlegger is you are a weak muthafucker. You a weak muthafucka, like a real weak hustler, a real weak-minded muthafucka. If you can sit up there and take somebody else’s shit, why don’t you just take about four hours out the day and just make some original shit so you won’t be a weak muthafucka. But until you stop doing that shit, whether you bootleggin’, standin in front of Safeway, talkin about, “I got DVDs,” you’s a WEAK muthafucka. It’s gonna always be a muthafucka that do the bullshit of Louis Vuitton is Louis Buitton. You know, at the Chinese flea market or something. But that’s still a weak muthafucka, too. You’s a weak muthafucka. Because I think I can call you a weak muthafucka because I sell shit. And I try to sell shit from a situation of not trying to cheat the muthafuckin’ consumer. Anybody trying to cheat a consumer, you’s a weak muthafucka. You can eat a dick. That type of shit. That’s about it.
Yeah, well we want to buy it.
Well, I can never blame the customer. ’Cause I done bootlegged shit myself that I actually really wanted. Like, when American Gangster came out, I got the bootleg. ’Cause I wanted to see it that bad. So nobody’s safe from being bootlegged. I’m just talking about a muthafucka that take it to the extreme, to where the police can knock on your goddamn door and bust yo’ shit down—to where you actually really making a dent in a muthafucka’s pocket because you doin this type of shit. That’s what I mean. That type of muthafucka. That’s a weak muthafucka.
I don't know what to say about it. I read about two thirds of it; this interview is INSANE.
Here is an excerpt: (With very extreme language, warning!)
Do you experience a lot with people bootlegging your stuff?
Only thing I can say about a bootlegger is you are a weak muthafucker. You a weak muthafucka, like a real weak hustler, a real weak-minded muthafucka. If you can sit up there and take somebody else’s shit, why don’t you just take about four hours out the day and just make some original shit so you won’t be a weak muthafucka. But until you stop doing that shit, whether you bootleggin’, standin in front of Safeway, talkin about, “I got DVDs,” you’s a WEAK muthafucka. It’s gonna always be a muthafucka that do the bullshit of Louis Vuitton is Louis Buitton. You know, at the Chinese flea market or something. But that’s still a weak muthafucka, too. You’s a weak muthafucka. Because I think I can call you a weak muthafucka because I sell shit. And I try to sell shit from a situation of not trying to cheat the muthafuckin’ consumer. Anybody trying to cheat a consumer, you’s a weak muthafucka. You can eat a dick. That type of shit. That’s about it.
Yeah, well we want to buy it.
Well, I can never blame the customer. ’Cause I done bootlegged shit myself that I actually really wanted. Like, when American Gangster came out, I got the bootleg. ’Cause I wanted to see it that bad. So nobody’s safe from being bootlegged. I’m just talking about a muthafucka that take it to the extreme, to where the police can knock on your goddamn door and bust yo’ shit down—to where you actually really making a dent in a muthafucka’s pocket because you doin this type of shit. That’s what I mean. That type of muthafucka. That’s a weak muthafucka.
9/25/08
oh man
I was just walking to the bathroom and as I went down this little hall that leads to the door to the bathroom a fellow was walking out of the bathroom; he was opening the door and simultaneously putting a corn chip into his mouth and beginning to chew it up. Now, what was he doing with the corn chip in the bathroom? Did he just find it in his pocket as he was drying his hands? Were there more corn chips being munched in the stall? Some people that I work with are such slobs! I've been meaning to do a photo-essay but I can't figure out how to not be too condescending and mean. They are, after all, my co-workers.
9/23/08
9/22/08
queue it
9/20/08
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This is for the pre-season, but wow I'm so psyched anyways. This is the first game of the pre-season. mmmmmmmmmmm hellllllll yeaaaaaaaa
9/19/08
9/17/08
adventure today
9/16/08
notably missing: dog
9/15/08
digital duet
9/13/08
this also seems like a nice place to repent
Swimming in the Washougal river. We have a winner!
9/12/08
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