Rolling joints for Empire of the Sun tonight!
But I’m really bummed out. :/
Just gimmie a reason.
❝And then, you ask me whether I approve of violence. I mean, that just doesn’t make any sense at all… whether I approve of guns.
I grew up in Birmingham, Alabama!
Some very, very good friends of mine were killed by bombs! Bombs that were planted by racists. I remember from the time - I was very small - I remember the sound of bombs exploding across the street, our house shaking! I remember my father having to have guns at his disposal at all times because of that fact that any moment - someone - we might expect to be attacked.
The man who was in that time, in complete control of the city government, his name was Bill Connor. He would often get on the radio and make statements like - “Niggers have moved into an all white neighborhood, we better expect some bloodshed tonight,” and sure enough there would be blood shed.
After the four girls - one of them lived next door to me - I was very good friends of a sister of another one… My sister was very good friends with all three of them. My mother taught one of them in her class.
In fact, when the bombing occurred, one of the mothers of the young girl called my mother and said - “Can you take me down to the church and pick up Carol? We heard about the bombing and I don’t have my car.”
And they went down and what did they find? They found limbs and heads strewn all over the place.
And then after that, in my neighborhood, all the men organized themselves into an armed patrol. They had to take their guns and patrol our community every night because they did not want that to happen again. ❞ Angela Davis on Violence [x]
I went to a bike exhibit at State where I got to enjoy bike powered smoothies.
My favorite S.F. native surf rock band were in the crowd.
I got them to sign my dollar.
The SFSU newspaper took pictures of me and the band signing my dollar.
The Newspaper also took pics and filmed me riding the smoothie bike.
I found a carnival where I had to walk the mirror maze in the fun house.
Went to In N Out where I meet a cool couple but they told me I looked like a high schooler.
I literally almost got hit by a huge truck. He was so close to T-boning me. My body was an inch away from the bumper. I was so close to death or being seriously injured.
Lastly, I found out there is a garage Mariachi band two houses away from where I live.
Title Fight crowd at Coachella (via Grimy Goods)
This shit is too funny.
these pictures are gifts from the gods
look at the fucking girl with the flower crown LOOK AT ALL OF THEM
this is so obnoxious jesus christ title fight fans need to chill
that’s what kind of band they are though and what their fans like to do like regardless we all knew this was going to happen
My step brother, Nacho is going to be a Father….
Let me make it clear, this kid got me into a lot of fucking trouble when we were growing up.
When we were like 14, he showed this little neighbor kid some porn on my laptop when I was out skating. Mofo almost got me registered as a sex offender because it was my laptop police bullshit.
Not to mention he crashed my step dad truck and got us caught up smoking weed.
Now he is a Father.
I found this photo of us playing Guitar Hero.
There I am with my eyes closed and puberty hitting me in the face.
Nacho is the one with the face and hat.
This photo pretty much sums up him.
Nacho is going to be the best dad everrrrrrr….