ketchup bitches

So.......yesterday was a holiday for us "hippy types." Yeah, yeah hitler's bday, columbine, okie city bombing. I tend to look at is as accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative. Got home after a pretty damn good decent day of work, lunch hour atleast. Then home to get the food ready and wait for peeps. The usual suspects came over but only the dedicated puff daddies and mommas out of those rolled, we smoked, then smoked, then smoked cigars, then smoked again. Even the child got in on it. I thank Hi-mee and Dron for doing the dishes, that can't ever be bad. Dizzean rolled and left his mighty 2.5 footer on the table. What to do? What to do? Oh wait i know! And I WILL! Tonight I meander with the mates and sayshuh to see christopher o'reilly at the getty cover (pianically) some elliott smith and perhaps radiohead. Either way, it's at the friggin Getty! Sat, gonna go hit up artwalk at the brewery and then travel posters at the central library, then maybe a double feature of some classic movies. Theeeeeeeeeeeen, sunday to elmonte to hang in a warehouse.

No, no not a whorehouse, a warehouse, but i'll be on the lookout.