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Bloody death evil wicked mean asshole hatred of a piece , why? because I fuckin said so...Today was a shit day
Walked out to get in my car this morning and found this!! Some real assholes had thrown paint all over my car... Thank goodness after about 3 hours of washing, compounding and waxing we got it all off...
I don't understand people that just screw with someone's property just for the hell of it. But I do believe that, for this, some little jackass will have Karma bite them in the butt someday...
James steps away from the keyboard and busts out the guitar for a performance of a new song, Anonymous Asshole, about those spineless cowards that post comments on internet forums - they know who they are. Scotty J on bass and Storm in stripes.
The color was pretty good on this but I liked the crisp energy of B+W, and thought I'd shift it sepia-ward just for a contrast to the red red red of Dante's lighting.
This was from the 21 April 2010 Storm and WTF? show featuring Eric McFadden and the Crazy Enough band, with guests including an amazing classical guitar player and Stephanie Smith of Kleveland.
In the right-turn lane, next to a curb painted red, and a sign that says "NO STOPPING ANY TIME." But he had his hazard lights on, so I guess it's okay.
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September 2022
Session X
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I'll give everyone three guesses as to who's drone is intruding in my shot. Definitely worth the 400 mile drive from Maine to get this. Fortunately, I got another shot without fuckface's drone in it, but seriously...
December 2021
expired film (08/2007, pulled ISO 160)
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October 2023
Session VI, expired film (10/2019)
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December 2022
expired film circa 2005-2010, pushed ISO 100
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When men are assholes, women are crazy..
Choose your favorite one.. ❤️😘
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- Girls Talk -
Something to keep in mind
- A person who looks good is not always a good person.
- A person who looks bad is not always a bad person.
Badass/ Bad Boy
- Assholes who can overcome their own fears
- Dare to say "No" without explaining himself
- Key words : Couraged, Daredevil, Awesome, Cool, Loved, Attractive, Selfish, Dangerous, Demanded
- Their fears : Boredom, Boring things
- To Keep them : Avoid what they are fear to face (Be Interesting, Be Creative and Active, Finding new cool thing to do together)
- Like sharing his interests and other's comments
- What often heard
" They call me badass, idk why "
Nice Guy
- Assholes who can't overcome their own fears
- A "YES" man, say "Yes" to others, say "No" to themselves
- Key words : Coward, Smart, Nerd, Friendzone, Boring, Beautiful, Angel, Feel safe, Wanted
- Their Fears : Being judged, Being compared, Being criticized, Being commented, Being gossiped, Being not nice
- To Keep them : Avoid what they are fear to face ( Be a good Listener, Be Careful, Be Compassionate )
- Like sharing his feelings and attitudes
- What often heard
"I'm a caring nice guy, I can say.. I'm one of a kind rarely to find in this cruel world. I don't like bad people judging others. Only stupid women chasing bad boys, they are too stupid to make me interest, I can feel you are a good-hearted smart woman, not like those bitches following badass and think those men are cool. It's very easy to be a bad boy, I can be a lot better than those men but I prefer to be different. I like spending time with women who are thoughtful enough and have good taste in choosing men, not like normal stupid women."
April 2022
The film camera needed a break after getting too wet the day before 🙈
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Little moments are the foundations of a lifetime. Childhood, with all its sense of wonder and fantasy, serves as the basis for who we become. For kids, it’s easy to imagine an empty box as a roller coaster, a pillow fort as a castle, and crayon art as a masterpiece.
Iwona Podlasinska, a Polish mother of two boys, has set out to elevate the quality of what otherwise could be generic family photos. As an architect by day, this mother dedicated herself to learning photography at night when her oldest son was three months old.
[https://www.flickr.com/photos/approximatingart] said :
"Yeah. Where vision shares a lot with the asshole."
December 2021
expired film (08/2007, pulled ISO 160)
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Asshole - Ronnie Radke ft. Andy Biersack
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLlbzlS6_Lk
I got an insane posse, we ain't clowns though
I ain't a juggalo, but I always fucking juggle hoes
And maybe it's in my nature but I never wanna date her
But she's like a shot of vodka 'cause I always gotta chase her
What's the fucking problem with a one night stand?
I'm never gonna settle down you need to understand
And let me keep it simple I'm officially stable
And I won't miss you here's a tissue
I got issues believe me
And I always see my mommy in every woman I meet
But I hate my fucking mother motherfucker it's weak
So please believe me I'm a needy insecure fucking freak
And it ain't as easy or as dreamy as you thought it would be
Took her out dinner (yeah), went and tried to kiss her (okay)
Opened up my eyes the fucking bitch was checking twitter (what?)
Ladies, I ain't trying to be rude, but I'll never date a bitch who Instagram's her fucking food
Oh, I lost my fucking mind
It happens all the time
'Cause I can't stand myself
I'm an asshole baby
Oh, I'm fashionably late
I'm the one you love to hate
'Cause I can't stand myself
'Cause I'm an asshole baby
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole
(I'm an asshole baby)
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole baby
Check up in the scene in mid-2006
I was automatically labeled as a goddamn prick
I go to prison and get out and I'm back at it (hey, guys)
I ain't afraid to go back better watch that lip
But the music nowadays always sound the same
But it's pretty fucking lame what you fucking lames claim
To be real music and you got to feel stupid
To be still choosing to abuse the privilege and you still use it
Lately all you bands do the same damn shit
Same break down snare kicking lame ass riff
And everybody's still fucking the same lame damn bitch
That comes to every show, showing her fake ass tits
But not me, I'm on a whole other planet
And I'll be damned if I sit back and let this fucking shit happen
I'm an assassin, with that music and fashion
When I cash out no backtracks I stack racks I cashed in
Oh, I lost my fucking mind
It happens all the time
'Cause I can't stand myself
I'm an asshole baby
Oh, I'm fashionably late
I'm the one you love to hate
'Cause I can't stand myself
'Cause I'm an asshole baby
Alright, everybody on the fucking ground right now,
Andy, here (alright)
You all are going to fucking die
Fuck you, fuck your tweets, fuck everything about you
Social media my fucking ass
[Repeated gun shots and screaming]
Ha, ha, ha!
I'm an asshole baby
Last but not least, I want to thank my fans
The best damn fanbase a band could have
And to show appreciation for how grateful I am
Here's a mic stand (sure up) take it home to your dad
I got arrested for a crime that I didn't commit
And I never beat my girlfriend, she's a goddamn bitch man
The truth is she was pissed, I broke it off
So what she did was calculate a plan to hurt me any chance she could get (damn)
Fuck it, her plot didn't work the jig is up and everybody knows this berserk
All you tough guys, and wise guys, gangsters on that Wi-Fi
You're bitch made in your real life and in real life I will fight
Just because I rock them skinny jeans and a belt don't mean shit, motherfucker
I'll knock your ass out for real
'Cause I'm pissed off, I'll piss on anybody
'Cause I spit raw, I split jaws I'm hip hop
I'll Nicholas cage your face off
Oh, I lost my fucking mind
It happens all the time
'Cause I can't stand myself
I'm an asshole baby
Oh, I'm fashionably late
I'm the one you love to hate
'Cause I can't stand myself
'Cause I'm an asshole baby
Oh, I lost my fucking mind
It happens all the time
'Cause I can't stand myself
I'm an asshole baby
Oh, I'm fashionably late
I'm the one you love to hate
'Cause I can't stand myself
'Cause I'm an asshole baby
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole
(I'm an asshole baby)
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole
I'm an asshole baby
Welcome to the fucking mixtape
Twenty fourteen and beyond
Me, Ronnie Radke, and a whole bunch of other crazy motherfuckers
Andy Biersack
You don't like it go fuck yourself (ha, ha, ha)
Now, kids, it's just a fucking joke
Relax
Socks given to me by my son.
Bad, bad Christmas. Wife and I both caught nasty colds in the week before Christmas. Christmas Eve, we went to the wife's brother's house for dinner. Took dyspeptic father in-law with us, and one granddaughter as well as daughter-in law in process of divorcing our son. Good food. Father-in-law had nothing to say and couldn't wait to go home. They had to force him to stay. As soon as we started eating, I felt a pain in my jaw, running from the ear down to the chin. Thought it was just a muscle cramp, but it didn't go away.
The father-in-law drove his car to our house from Fresno, as we live about midway between Fresno and Visalia, where the dinner was. Then wife and I drove f-i-l to dinner in his car. Wife's brother decides (rightfully so I guess) that 96 year old dad shouldn't be driving at night and it had begun to rain as well. (Truth is, f-i-l should not be driving at all. Ever). So, we hatch a scheme whereby I drive pops home and wife will go with daughter-in-law and granddaughter. F-i-l is not happy. So we take off with brother in law in followup vehicle so he can pick me up in Fresno and drive me the 25 miles back to Kingsburg. We get to Veteran's home where f-i-l resides, and I park his car and he goes inside. As we're leaving, I see f-i-l's parked car with the lights on. SHIT! I run back in and catch f-i-l before he has entered his room. Get the key and try to return through the building which we had entered. Doors locked. Rain starts. I'm pounding on door. Security guard shows up. I get in and run out to car in rain. Turn off lights and return key. Now I'm not only pissed off, but wet too. We get to my house, and brother-in-law let's me off. I had given my keys to the wife when we left, and she had not returned them. She hadn't come home yet (yeah, I guess she was having fun :-(). So in the rain I'm digging through a flower bed in the dark, looking for the damn stone thing that has a key in it. Would any burglar with half a brain not be able to find these things and use the key? Well, I can't find it because it's dark. Finally get in the house. Mood not good. Jaw aching.
Christmas morning it's breakfast at 7:30. Good food, but can't much enjoy as dyspeptic f-i-l is being his miserable self, and I'm in pain. Presents opened we go home and I hit the sack. That afternoon we were due to have lunch at a nice restaurant in Fresno with son, his now love, grandkids, and--you guessed it-- dyspeptic f-i-l. Once again the pain kept me from enjoying the good food. Son gives me socks for present. I note that when you stretch them out, it starts to look like an asshole. Then the obvious made itself known. It IS an asshole.
Finally home by 6 p.m. and Christmas is over. But the pain gets worse and worse and by now the right side of my face is swollen up like a rotten watermelon. Visions of root canals were pleasant compared to the other potentials. Like would I be the next Elephant Man with a football growing from my head? Oh, I was thinking the worst. Believe it. The pain got so bad that I couldn't stop shaking and became nauseous. The wife calls Kaiser advice nurse. Run through the history, and then she wants to know if I have a fever. Wife cannot find a thermometer. (It just gets better and better, doesn't it). So, seven or eight at night on Christmas Day the wife heads out the door and hits a couple of neighbor's houses. Nobody answers. I guess they were all out having fun, while I was experiencing the wrath meted out to non-believers on Christmas. Wife gets in car and drives to daughter-in-laws for thermometer. Get's back and now we get a call from the doctor in the ER at Kaiser. Fever is just 100.5. Doctor makes an appointment for me the next morning with my regular physician, and advises that if I have a fever--any fever--I'm to come in to the ER, which is 35 or so miles away. By now, I'm thinking the only way I'm moving is if someone comes in and carries my carcass out of the house. So we took a chance. The night was long, but made bearable by the powerful painkillers the wife has. Without them, I would have had no choice but the ER.
Doctor says she doesn't think it's and abscessed tooth and not a tumor. It's good to know that a tumor will generally not provide the experience of excruciating pain. And that's the good news.
Today the swelling is way down. They injected me with antibiotics, and set me on a ten day course of oral antibiotics. Still painful to touch right side of face, but I'm a very happy camper.
And this post is about the first thing I've accomplished since the whole episode began unfolding.
Hope you all had a Merry Christmas or Fabulous Festivus or whatever.
Sorry to write bummer stories at the time of year when you all are celebrating the birth of Jesus and are full of hope for 2019. But on the bright side, it all seems to be getting better. All, except a certain POTUS, which I'm trying to ignore at least until we get into the new year.
Wish you all well.