Archive for the ‘Homies’ Category
So the weather sucked balls and it was dumpin' rocks but it still didn't stop us from taking a trek on over to Glendale to grub at Max's of Manila. If you've never been there then be sure to ask your doctor for approval because their food is more than deadly. Actually, its probably got more grease and cholesterol than the fried chicken at Roscoes.
This is what I stared at the whole way there.
Right off the Colorado exit on the 5 these dudes took a bad spill and ended up spinning out.
If you know the homie Ricky then you already know that he's one stocky ass dude. Well, this morning he was kicking back in the park when the cops snatched his ass up for impersonating a tree trunk. I tried to tell the cops that he wasn't (and that he only had the IQ of a tree trunk) but they didn't believe me and booked him anyways. On a side note: At least he had the right shirt on! LOL.
I'm just playin'. Ricky got busted and taken in this morning but he's back out on the streets so hide your burritos and grip your orchata. Till next time boys and girls. Peace and taco grease!
Just got back in from P's pad and all I can say is that his property is ridiculously huge. His lawn stretches out further than most driving ranges and his gardening bill is $1,000 a month.
Who would have ever thought that we'd be working together again? For those of you who don't know Greg Bojorquez , do yourself a favor and take a look into his work because it speaks for itself.
The best part of working with Greg is the fact that you never know what to expect. He's got an abrasive personality that'll leave the weak in therapy, but once you get to know him he's one cool ass "humble" dude. LOL. The best part of it all is how everyone likes to take credit for getting him a gig that he worked on himself. Get with it people! If you were that good at getting him a job then why can't you land yourself a few deals.
Wow. Talk about a fancy pants entrance to your pad. Could you imagine walking a chick to your pad and this is the first thing she sees?
And then she see this……
Broke out early this morning to grab breakfast with Danny, Adrian and Eric at a spot called Venice that's right off the board walk. Good food, good times and a damn good view. LOL.
After chowing down we kicked it over at Danny's pad for a bit and then headed out to the walk. As usual, we had to stop for Danny it seemed like every two minutes so he could take a picture or sign an autograph but that's what happens when you're famous.
So Fernando decides to fall the fuck asleep while working on some shit for me so I decided to give him a wake up call. So rather than slap him across the back of the head I decided to burn him with my new toy – The Hulk. Yup….this is some super duper NASA type of laser that you can see for 80+ miles. LOL.
Everyone needs a clean car so who better to do it then this new car wash that just opened up in the Valley. They sure know how to wax on and wax off and from what I hear they even offer full details! LOL. Damn! Look at those wheels! And look at that dork Fernando in the background trying to act all hard and shit.
Went down to the big bossmans house to throw back some Patron and kick it with the fellas. It was colder than a witches titty up in that mug but nonetheless fun. What tripped me out even more was the fact that Ray – our managing editor – was the damn taco dude that was catering the spot! It tripped me out, but I can tell you that dude definitely knows how to throw down in his little stainless steel cart.
Big Rob. The mutherfuckin' man and graphic designer that changed the game at Primedia. Believe that.
No picture would be complete with Mike "White Boy" Karsting and Big Joe Ray – the dude responsible for picking up the pieces that the last jack ass in charge left. LOL. If you know Joe Ray then you know exactly what I'm talkin' about. This dude is the man.
I went to kick it with the fellas today and that shit was interesting as all hell. First, Judge Judy came in to get wheels put on her Porsche and man was she hostile as all hell. I’ve never seen Ricky Ross look so scared of a woman. As a matter of fact, the last time I had seen a guy so scared of girl was the last time a girl said “HI” to Victor and he pissed his pants.
OK…so then I go with the homie Kieth Cadena to grab some lunch and come to find out he’s got some dude tailing him around town. This shit was like an episode of CSI but in the end it was all good. Good food, good times and damn good stories. Thanks Kieth…LOL….now I don’t feel so bad about my situation. Now repeat after me….”I’m a piece of….”
The homie Joe is about to bust out his new ride and he's about to hurt some serious feelings. Trust me. I just came back from checking out this bad boy and if you're a hater then you're about to get served, because this time around he's coming with some serious heat. It's not to take credit from the original Hustler '63 that he built years back, but it's been years since that was first released so he's about to bring some new flavor.
Check out the attention to detail even on the a-arms. Consider this your first warning as to what's coming.
It doesn't look like much now…but just wait. This Impala is really going to hurt some feelings. Trust me.
Lil Joey chillin.
