RJK 5000

well, guess what, i got a little bit sick after my joyhogging spree in san francisco.  you jinxed my influenza vaccine.  i took monday off work and today my neck felt really sore in a weird way.  remember the first time i ever did a pop shove-it where i told myself to go fast (i never skate fast) and really pop it and land it — i landed on the board, slipped it out, and fell right on my butt.  i got whiplash from that fall, and that’s how my neck feels now.  i need that massage.

today i had lunch with luna.  she looked fantastic.  she gave me a christmas present that she had forgotten to give me for like three years.  some kind of punk rock kung fu dvd.  very cool, right.

i’m still at my mom’s house.  been staying here for a while now.  i kind of like it.

i hope tomorrow i will feel well enough to do something active.  and i hope you all are alive and well.

i’m back in town.  my trip up to san francisco was a dream.  it felt like the world stopped just so i could enjoy everything that i love for a few days.  i ate duck hearts and oysters and cioppino and the best banh mi.  i drank lots of beer, mixed cocktails, wine, and scotch.  i kicked it and picnicked in the park with frank right, jimbo, and lots of chimay and pita and hummus.  i had a party at the hotel bar which mr. and mrs. chrissy and mario attended.  i went to the skatepark and was smitten by a nollie heelflipper.  i walked, i saw crack deals go down, i took cabs, i ate poached eggs, i laughed, i got sad, i wore high heels, and i saw nudists.  i enjoyed the view of the city from all figurative angles.  i feel very lucky (and a bit guilty) to have been able to joyhog like that.  it was actually pretty amazing.  thank you to my wonderful friends who had fun with me and also to those who wanted to, but couldn’t.  i miss them already.

me and jimbo at dolores park:

i’m at my mom’s.  i was going to spend the night here, but now i’m not too sure.  it’s pretty boring, i can’t even watch my dvr’d television programs.  i am doing laundry and preparing things for my long weekend trip to san francisco.

i haven’t been to sf in a long time.  the thought of the city makes me kind of sad.  if i see the bum selling his books of poems, i will buy them.  remember i quizzed him on his own poem and he passed!  it’s been several years since i’ve visited, i feel like i was just a kid the last time i was there.  i was always really drunk too, it was great.  i would start a fight.  this time i just want to enjoy new scenery, breathe different air, be amongst those who missed each other, and eat cioppino.  i have courage now.

i’m excited.  but i have to run some errands now and move cars around on the driveway.  it’s getting late, the neighbors will not appreciate the wrx rumble.  scrambled eggs is cool with me though.

exhausted now.  the dudes in kung fu class are getting too good.  my palm strikes were ineffective, they just kept coming at me like jason.  no, frankenstein’s creation.  haha!

i went to toys “r” us today.  i saw a pink chopper-style motorized cycle for little girls.  wii controller-shaped candy dispensers. a lego alarm clock that i wanted, and monkey brains oatmeal.  they also sell bumpits.  that place is weird.

there is a group of filipino boys who hang out outside their apartment building by my work.  they’re teenagers who are into cars, smoking, skateboarding, and all the other things in life that could dampen their futures.  haha.  but every time i drive by and they’re hanging outside, they all smile and wave to me as i pass them.  it used to be just the goofy-looking one with the sideways hat who would wave, but now they all do.  they add a little cheer to my day.

i have a lot of stuff to do before bed so i better go do it.  i hope your days are filled with cheer.

it was the last day of summer.  this has been a wonderful summer too.  i was cool with single life.  i don’t think i should hate boys anymore, i realize that i met some wonderfully nice fellas.  my friend chris encouraged me to be honest and to pursue the path to my own happiness.  i got a little bit selfish.  all these fantastic people just wanted to see me happy.  and i’m not even that great.  my friends are the greatest.

autumn.  i will miss summer but i will look forward to cooler times.  i’ll also just go where the warmth is.

I slept in terribly late, but it felt great.  my social life has gone nuts so i needed a break.  i am not complaining.

i went down to the bar for dj wildcat’s monthly bbq event.  i walked in and was greeted by vince.  he is nice.  got a drink and headed out to the patio and saw more friends.  social anxiety out the door.  dj wildcat hooked me up with a vegetarian hot dog from the let’s be frank truck.  it was the same kind of italian veggie dog as from my favorite hot dog spot in santa barbara.  i liked it, let’s be frank got all gourmet with the chili curry devil sauce.  i drank lots of beer with my homies and played uno with the lovely darlene and le frost.  some people get so competitive when there’s drinking involved.  now i have that sort of headache that shakes its finger at me for drinking during the day under the two-scoops sun.  i have it under control though.

my shoulders are sore from paddling.  i am going to do a little bit of cardio and total gym and drink lots of water before bed.

i hope you are enjoying life as much as i am.

It has already been a doozie of a weekend.  i had planned on having an early friday night, but i ended up hanging out with a bunch of my homies because gramma was in town.  we drank some beer and then went downtown for dancing.  it was punk reggae night at the club, i was okay with it.  saul dances real good.

with gramma and the lovely darlene:

after just a few short hours of sleep, i woke up super early on saturday and drove down to san pedro.  i met up with my friend mike watt to go kayaking.  it was awesome.  we paddled out and through the angels gate.  the water was very calm.  i gained tons of pedro, pelican, and punk education.  he showed me the apartment where d. boon lived and the minutemen started.  we had lunch at the mexican joint where i asked him questions like, “do you feel famous?” and “are you happy?”  he is a great, humble guy, and knows everything about everything!

after paddling, i went to my mom’s house.  we went shopping for summer vacation clearance items.  i bought a really short and tight denim miniskirt that has like, black and gray zebra (or tiger) stripes across it.  haha.  um, if i ever wear it, then you’ll know something is up with me.  it was fun shopping but i was so tired.  afterwards, i fell into a great nap.

i stole some straws from the food court and brought them home.

today, someone from my past called.  i hate boys.

life continues to be beautifully weird.  i had a daydream i paddled into the ocean and tasted a piece of peace. even daydreams can come true.  my friend mike watt says so.

chilled with my homie gilbert.  he’s from nyc now so we went to some new downtown spot for some drinks and then to hipsterville classico.  it was a fun time.  gil is like corn flakes, taste them again for the first time.  it’s weird being older and talking to old friends that were never your friends to begin with.  they end up becoming your real friends.  and i’ve told you before that my friends are great.  they raise their glasses to me and want me to ollie high.

in other news, today i told jonocorp that i might stop eating pork. for ethical reasons!  because francis didn’t give a f*** about the rollbacks:

i was mentally and physically fatigued today.  late-night socializing during the work week makes me miss summer vacation.

my brother and i were on our own for wednesday night dinner.  i took him to the tibetan place by the pub.  it was pretty good.  old monk is a special beer, you should try it.  i didn’t get basketball belly after the meal and my brother said it was because we ate monk food.  he treated me to a pinkberry for dessert, which gave me instant basketball belly.

after dinner i fell into a nap while watching tyler make ultimate pancakes.  i eat pancakes once a year.

then i came home and did some pull-ups.  i used to have dreams about doing them.  they came true.

Do you know how to reset my garbage disposal?  the reset button isn’t doing the trick.  maybe i need to flip switches.  i’m looking at my living room and kitchen.  it’s all such a disaster right now.  i feel like i haven’t been home much lately, and i don’t like that.

the weirdest night.  kung fu class was super fun.  i still hate victor so much, his structure is too perfect.  after class, met up with my homie gilbert at the bar.  saul and the golden child and other old schoolers were there.  it was a happy unexpected reunion.  we skated in the parking lot for a minute.  we all skated terribly.  i mean terribly.