Thursday, May 27, 2010

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Birdy nang-nang


Domehead and C-Ball were walking to 'the spot' on Tuesday and this baby bird fell from its nest in the roof, above. Heartless core member C-Ball did not catch it. It hit the ground with a pathetic thud and lay unconscious. Fellow members of the core decided its fate was sealed and left for lunch.

3 Hours later Domehead and I revisit 'the spot' to find the bird barely alive, but alive non the less. After several minutes of battling whether to kill it (ie. stone it to death) or let it sit and be devoured by some hungry carnivore, the time had come to chose.

Since we were at work and right behind a building, we decided stoning it would probably not look so good, and we were convinced its neck was broken, and not long for this world...'Twas heart breaking to say the least, but we left it for nature...I mean birds fall out of trees everyday right?

Help us name him/her.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010








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Some of my associates decided to settle a dispute by duking it out in Ben's backyard. I've seen Peter Jennings do exposees about this backyard fighting shit but never attended or really even heard of it actually happening in my social sphere. I guess its real. Max drove out there and we basically just stayed for the fight, which was fun and interesting but definitely left with a sinking, empty, guilty, sadness afterwards. I guess I just felt bad... I also don't really think this is a good idea nor do I feel like encouraging my friends to beat each other up. That being said, I did put $20 on Robyn, who TCB'd so hard and made quick work of Dave. Dave def looked bigger and taller but I know that Robyn has that edge... the drive. He's definitely not soft. So I ended up profiting from this whole event. a bit ridiculous but 20 clams is 20 clams.


Dave did have the illest entrance, with Aaron Don Kingin' it................

Duck Village!!!!!

My friend Frank (aka BikeMan) lives at a historical site outside of inman square. It used to be a popular speak easy in the days of prohibition. Apparently, the city wouldn't give Frank a plaque noting the historical significance of the spot. Frank decided to turn the site into Duck Village. He has a DOPE set up there with tons of ducks and ornaments as well as a fucking cool topiary garden. He's also a cool dude and is nice about people scoping out duck village and the accompanying Kirk dog park (Kirk is Frank's dog...it's his park) and the meditation corner that Frank made upon the request of one of his Chinese tenants.



-your dudes,
DomeHead and JunglistAndy


Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Monday, May 3, 2010

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