1990-93. Service High School. Nighmares to this day.
1988-90. Lincoln High School. The actual annex where my 9th grade classes were.
1986-88. Lived in Venetian Bridges Apartments. (The one all the way down the end of the driveway, bottom floor, on the right.)
1986-88. Claudia Landeen Middle School.
1981-1982. Pajaro Apartment. Lived with Mother in Salinas.
August 28, 1975 Monterey Hospital (looks like it is under construction, under demolition?)
Better Than All Three Prequels.
Jean Claude Van Damme in Breaking, weirdest fucking things I have ever witnessed.
“This is not 1968 and the invasion of Czechoslovakia where Russia can threaten a neighbor, occupy a capital, overthrow a government and get away with it. Things have changed.”
Customers pay to shoot paint balls at a young man in full pads, scurrying around a vacant lot. Jose said he picked up the job right away. His twin brother, Eric Pico, also works as a freak there, and helped train him. “It’s not that hard,” Jose said on Wednesday. “You run around and act freaky so people will want to shoot you more. Not much to learn.”
Just read THIS article…
I need to shoot the freak.
And this is my new phrase.
Must get out all the crazy thoughts that have been builidng in my head now for the past few months…
I registered www.dumbsociety.com. I think I will do something with that site someday as I hate society in the general sense of what it is and what it means to me…
More to come. Oh, I am starting work on a new NBC show called Kings. I am excited as it will be huge and exciting, and it is in NYC which is hard to find.
Cuz I love me some NYC.
I am semi familiar with Jackob Lodwik’s company from Gawker’s (not so nice) posts re him.
I love this song and no matter how these kids are to each other on a daily basis, this was a beautiful thing. It made me smile the whole way through.
Just bizarre.
