My peeps

I've had dyed hair, long hair, mohawk and shaved head. I was punk rock when it wasn't cool (or homogonous crap manufactured by bubble gum machine at disney factory). I pierced my ear (and bad attempt nose) with needle and potato. I've been kicking dickies for so long, there permenant impression of label on my ass. I don't care if people stare. Take a picture, it lasts longer. That is my motto.

So that's what I do to others. These are my peeps. They are not afraid to let it out, some are wing nuts and others do not have any friends (they would stop them from leaving the house).



Grandpa Ramone:
I'm getting up there in age, and I'm sure my kids kids will be embarressed by my dress and behavior. This guy is trying so hard to impress his sketcher girlfriend, he must have walked into a skate shop and screamed "make me look cool!" Hey gramps, I'm pretty sure she's gonna leave you when the viagra runs out or the ghost of Joey Ramone shows up.



Note: if you are wearing new Ramones t-shirt, if it is NOT a replacement for the one your dog ate, or you just discovered band.

Then you are a squid.



Crayola called, they want all their colors back:
God has blessed this woman, with the largest set of gonads on earth. She did this on purpouse. I love her.


















Achtung!
This look died with the third riech. And rightfully so. It's hard to see, but yes this a Hitler mustache.

Eating Arizona

our destination is Miami Arizona, Goal is to visit and see as much cool stuff as possible.
Brother in Law Joe, joins us. It's an adventure.

Wife and Joe want to look at antique shops, I'm down with used records and...eating my way through Arizona.

Fry Bread House. Good.

Indian Fry Bread that is folded into massive taco. How can you go wrong. Just the fry bread alone, delicious. C'mon, it's in the name fry bread. It's bread that is fried, there is nothing bad about that.









Miami is a trip. it was an absolute ghost town. It looked more like Tombstone, than Tombstone does. We love going to these towns, gives us the opurtiunity to swoop deals at auntique shops. Before they know what is cool, or valuable.



It was worth the trip when I saw this guys yard. He had wishing well on edge of his property, and was encouraging contributions. He is officially the laziest beggar in the world!


Stayed in hotel, that obviusly has a lot of pot smokers frequent it. The room 420 had sign replaced so often that hotel just wrote the room number on the wall. Please note the no smoking sign. That is just funny.

This was a great road trip, lots of interesting places, lots of interesting things and when you can top it of with an Elvis sighting. It just don't get any better.

Life is good.

Arizona bound

We have been itchin for some time off, for quite a while.

From 4:30am to 9pm, we run a very tight schedule. So when we vacation, the schedule goes out the window. It's a laptop, cell phone and gps. I'm pretty sure that is how our forefathers did it.

Destination: Miami Arizona

Reason: It looks like a cool old town





The van and ipod are loaded up, it's time to go!






Ok, so driving to Arizona is kinda boring. We only have Slim Jim's and rest stops to look forward too.


It doesn't take long before we find our first gem.





Stopped for gas and more slim jims, can not help but think this is crappy part of desert. Store has sign that you must take off hood upon entering. Apparently the activity of choice is to rob the gas station.









Back on the road. A whole lot of open space.



Lots of desert...Very boring.

easter surprise

A holiday does not count enless you are able to get your kids to sit on the lap of a stranger in a costume, at your local mall. I am no stranger to this and I too feel the need to traumatize my kids.



Ahh, good times.



Holland was very eunthousastic, yelling "hi bunny" at the top of her lungs.





Her tune changed when it was her turn, she chose to watch brave brother from a distance.



When did it become exceptable for a woman to cruise the mall (husband and kid on tow) with boobs hanging out. Did I miss that memo?? I'm sure I would have caught it, the subject line would have probably read: tired of hiding the inner whore, rejoice! or Did you get new set of bolt on's? well walk around with them hanging out.



Don't get me wrong, I'm down with the boobies, and I'm far from being part of moral majority. I just think that there is a time amd place for it. I hate having to explain to five year old what is wrong with her, and to my two year old that the lady is not naked.



When did this happen? I'm guessing around the same time that Gottschalks (department store) thought it was a great time to advertise prostitution.



wait...maybe she works there.