December 16, 2007
Angel I Will Walk You Home.
Choke turned one yeaterday! The bbq was going, the espresso machine was hot, the launch ramp was in the middle of the street, Alexis was set up to give homemade tattoos. A real family affair.
Aaron was working on his Lambretta.
Cristina Costa and the man behind Choke, Jeff.
Twins.
Amazing, amazing twins.
This kids shirt said 'King Of Los Angeles'. Total ripper.
This kid was a ripper as well, obviously.
Bare spot on my forearm.
Homemade gun.
Here we go.
I consider it an honor to get a tattoo from Alexis, and since he rarely does it, when the opportunity arises, I show up.
It was around this time that one of the kids kicked over a gas can, spilling copius amounts all over the shop. It smelled great in there!
Hmmm, a skull in a top hat. Better throw an ascot on that sucker.
Robert and Juan showed up.
And Kate and Michael.
"It's in the water."
Shading.
And then my skull buddy James Ross showed up.
Ah! The finished product! Thank you Alexis!
James opted out.
Transfer.
Sailor Dan. Los Angeles in 2007 has a varied and fantastic community.
And I'm really grateful for it.