i wish god were alive to see this

And I Want A Shirley Temple Cuz I Don't Drink Bacardi.

Manson finally got a star on Hollywood Blvd.

It seems that Kaylan lives at the burrito stand.

And Dr. Bonkers is just that. I am covered in 'fun' claw slash cuts.

But it's Coachella this weekend! Not caring, not at all, we are staying out of the desert and starting a new project.

'52 in 52.' Our aim is to read 52 books this year. It may not be possible, but we are going to try. Fifty pages a day oughta do it. Starting with 'In Cold Blood', and...GO!

Just As I Suspected! Living Creatures!

Yeah man, allergies aside, I am indeed a cat fancier. And though I want to keep these two, Charlie and Dr. Bonkers, I can't.

Big A Little A.

Saturday afternoon Future Pigeon played a matinee at Sea Level. I went with Rene and we met up with Apple and Anton.

They are getting married in August.

Anton's been working on CSI:Miami for 6 months. I hardly ever see him anymore. It's filmed in Southern California, not Miami.

Rene is growing his hair out. It looks VERY soft!

I've been friends with those guys for nearly 19 years now.

You're A Girl And I'm A Boy.

Friday night at the Magic Castle, all painted up like trash.

It seems the only thing either one of us will really dress up for is the hokey and olde timey.

We brought Beth and Dave. Every picture I took of Dave is blurry since the guy never stops moving or cracking jokes. He was smoking joints in the bathroom and keeping the fun level turned up to ten.

You can see your future if you go inside the phonebooth.

Of course after four hours of trickery and one liners we were starving..So we called in an order to Fatburger.

Obviously a perfect night.

Today though my new neighbors are having some kind of party and the noise is making me very territorial and I feel like going over there like a crazy old man and giving those kids what for..

It Brought The Rats To Their Knees In The City.

Arlie teaching Hanson how to get the bad guys.

You see that? That's WISTERIA.

Someone parked a truck in my favorite empty Echo Park lot.

Went to the final opening at the Jeff Electric gallery.

Babel was holding court by the entrance.

Harrison Haynes was the artist. He is looking into life after Les Savy Fav, and it is looking good.

Isn't he a sweetheart?

Season's Changing Magic Morning's.

It was warm in the house this morning. It feel's like the usual six month summer of Los Angeles may have officially started. The gas bill will be 200$ cheaper every month until December.

And that hair is magic. That hair has super powers. That hair is one of the wonders of the world, along with the pyramids, and time travel. Some day that hair will be in a museum.

Beasts Who Prey On Quiet Men.

Anthony and Nick came over. Talk about wild footgear. They actually made fun of MY shoes. No good kids.

Anthony wanted to go for a walk and discuss his months in Japan, and all of life's mysteries.

I noticed that people were looking at us weird, and since I am a local it took me a moment to notice the kid's gear. Two purses. Lady Keds. Uncountable flair and baubles. No wonder the people of Echo Park were looking at us.

Spring has arrived in such a big way.

Miracle!

Rene came over. He brought me a gift. A BB gun! To shoot bottles and cans and cat burglers.

I could hear Betsy chuckle from inside the house whenever anything broke from our target practice frenzy.

Arlie can brush his teeth and pump cans full of lead at the same time.

Most importantly, Rene, who spent 16 of our 18 year friendship obliterated on hard narcotics has two years sober today. I would have bet all ten of my toes that this day would never come.

Obviously I am proud of him.

Thirty Three Is A Very Good Year.

At midnight on the 12th I turned 33 and Betsy couldn't wait until morning to give me my gifts. This guy, 'The Good Doctor Biscuit', is my new pet chipmunk.

The classic 'duck on bike'.

We went to go and pick up our rental car. The tank like 2006 Dodge Charger and headed up the coast.

Birthday shoes.

I must admit, I want this car. It was so sweet.

These kids pulled up in a VW bus. 'Penis guy' was unhappy that I took his picture.

The thrift shops in Ventura have brutal names.

Once in Santa Barbara we got a suite at this place, The Eagle Inn. SWANK.

Total cajun dinner and then the suprise key lime birthday plate.

We never watch TV, and looking at Bow Wow's jersey collection on 'Cribs' didn't do much to make us want to start.

In the morning we walked accross the street to the beach. Betsy checked out the local talent. I like how this kid carried his Walkman, no doubt so that the sweet sounds of Tragedy could keep him pumped.

The forecast called for rain but it was a suprise early summer.

So much sun we had to buy new gangster hats. No melanoma on these heads.

We drove up the coast for awhile and on a fluke found the best trail in the area code.

And we found the 'Snail Trail'.

It took an hour to make it to the ocean.

It was the best birthday i've ever had.

Oh, to be 33 forever.

Spitting Teeth.

'Elan Vital' , the new Pretty Girls Make Graves record came out on Tuesday.

It was a family affair at the record release show. Even my Dad drove down.

Murder City cheez-its.

The place was crawling with keeners.

Zollo.

Baby Anthony and Lil' Nate.

After I left the clouds had parted and miraculously, it was springtime hot for the next two days.

Deported.

Anthony got deported from Japan and decided to come straight to my house and get in my bed. It was his idea of a fun suprise. Anthony, finding a dirty punker in your bed when you're 33 years old is not a 'fun suprise'. He hasn't spoken english in 3 months, and can't speak Japanese, so yeah. Shellshocked deported punk-a-thon unconscious in my bed. Yuck.

But I do love that Anthony , and so does Dan Monick.

This morning Betsy walked into Chango and was recognized by two people from her many appearances on this blog, which is very funny. One of them was David who does the 'Where is the Hotel' blog. A new favorite. Here he is thinking about his days in the Cleveland straight edge gang 'XX SUCKERPUNCH XX'.

Soul And Fire.

So many days went by..Lil Nate Harrington w/ his new bat.

Dash came back to town for his court date.

I got Betsy some big pink flowers because she deserves big pink flowers.

Someone tied a fake Burberry scarf to a tree on my local trail..Is this some kind of secret code?

This grasshopper only had one of his big jumping legs.

I went and met up with Hotdog.

And Babel , of course.

I went down the street to see Laura's new store. First day open and she was raking it in. Location , location! It looks great and if you're man enough to know the joys of fancy soaps and flowery candies , then go to Le Pink and bring CASH $$$$.

Homemade sock monkeys!

Baby brother Nick is in town. His band is playing at Amoeba on Tuesday.

We went to Hollywood Blvd for t-shirts. Betsy gave us a discount AND we got to see ourselves on TV.

I had to go to Amoeba to get the new Black Lips record and Nick reluctantly let me do this..

Sorry Nick.

There is WAY more coming. Just you wait. In the meantime , buy 'Let It Bloom' from the Black Lips.

This Is The Look Of Modern Romance.

Pick up some dessert.

Rent some mellow movies.

OR

Go and get two giant ice cream cones in the armpit of Hollywood. At rush hour.

The location of Mashti Malones has kept me from ever investigating the joys of Iranian ice cream. My loss , as rosewater ice cream in a waffle cone is a mind scrambler.

There was this poem on three different boards in the place , all promising that this ice cream would 'make you moan.'

Ice cream ALWAYS makes me moan. Like a dying bear.

Burn Hollywood Burn.

Doesn't Zander look great? Have you ever seen 'Repo Man'? He plays Kevin the grocery store employee. As you can probably imagine , he is a real crack up.

Natalie Wood and Betsy both have baby hands.

We went to Grauman's Chinese Theater to watch PJ get beat up on the big screen. He did. He's good at it!

Guerillas In The Ditch.

Tristen and Santa Monica Airlines hosted a bronson ditch skate jam yesterday.

Tony Converse bought SMA. It's old dogs bringing it back to life for the kids.

This guy was intense and huge and shredding.

Tristan the kid.

Let It Bloom.

Magic pony hair.

We found a new trail.

It was the last day of daylight savings.

What the hell are these kittens going to get named anyway?

I can fit one in each pocket of my coat you know.

And this place. Never have I eaten so many onions in a single sitting. You cannot brush or gum that many onions away. You just have to ride it out.

King of Kings. Lord of Lords.