mr. sunshine

I'm old enough to remember Howard Cosell announcing John Lennon getting assassinated. Terrible. Team McCartney here. Don't remember him beating women like Lennon admitted to doing. Never got all the love. Also All You Need Is Love? Easy for a multimillionaire/billionaire to sing

I think I'm what they call a primitive artist. In my case it is strictly unintentional

I hear you but Adidas is a combination of aggy and Nazi Germany. Can't force myself to draw those 3 stripes

I've got a buddy about a decade older than me who attended in the 70s. Plan II and obviously whip smart. Graduated law school with honors here while my not so smart ass was relegated to Lubbock when the powers that be finally detected my dumbassedness. Anyway I've got friends who attended in the 70s, 80s (me), 90s etc. and they all had fond memories but the 70s absolutely ruled. Best movies, TV and music ever

Really digging this. Ritchie doing work + Gus Fring

For those slightly interested in insomnia The Rover is playing now. Now Mr. Jimmy Page is definitely top 3 for me guitar hero wise and he shreds the absolute shit out of this one. Then he adds that little extra bit at the end. He didn't have to do that but he did anyway

This hits close to home for me. When I was a kid the local Methodist Church in their questionable wisdom anointed me and a couple of my junior high buddies to be camera operators to serve literally dozens of nursing home patients and other shut ins. Even at a young age we quickly figured out when the preacher would be moving around and when we could lock the cameral and switch the monitor to either Mid South wrasslin' out of Lake Charles (Ric Flair, Junkyard Dog, Free Birds, et al) or the channel 13 Million Dollar Movie out of Houston. Tough call but if the Million Dollar Movie was a Godzilla it was Godzilla hands down. The only problem was we'd get so enraptured with Mid South wrasslin' or Godzilla we'd forget to unlock the camera after the sermon and the preacher started moving around again. Drew literally dozens of complaints if the local cable company was to be trusted

When I'm out walking the dogs occasionally we encounter a tumble bug that naturally fascinates all of us. I think about aggy and Trev whenever I see a tumble bug

The first time I saw it was back when I knew a stewardess I mean flight attendant with a huge baggie of Hawaiian weed. We camped out in an overpriced hotel room that she paid for naturally because I'm a natural born bum and smoked it up and fucked like bunnies all weekend. This was back when they used to have the "Soul Bowl" between Texas Southern and some other school. Can't remember. Too much Hawaiin weed smoked Anyhow even with all the stank and noise we didn't even stand out. Good times Also loved LA Confidential

I've got insomnia BTW. I'm listening to my Led Zeppelin playlist really, really loud and keep telling myself I'll go to sleep once I hit a weak song but there ain't any except Thank You and that's not on my playlist

My dream is to give it to Earl but he probably can afford better works of art

Our art teacher Mr. Snell was a verified alcoholic. Good to know he wasn't the only one who dug my artwork

I loved the Tyler Rose to say the least. Let me know what you think about my autism er I mean artisticness allsomeness

In my efforts to further derail this thread from gravity/humility whatever I offer my 60 year old reflections. Went down to Rainey St with a buddy this pm who fortunately was paying for all way too much food and booze and other stuff that's only OK in Austin. Southwest Fest is going on and I used to have my internal compass set on that. Attended the first one in 95 or 96(?) and ended up at Sholz Garten smoking a hog leg Bob Marley with a friend in the great wide open. Gotta admit I was insufferably paranoid at the time but not so surprised nobody gave a shit especially the police. I graduated from UT in the 80s when the only law was the Golden Rule. Ecstasy was perfectly legal. The doorman at any club on 6th Street could sling it in full view of the local popo without any repercussions whatsoever. Developed in the chemistry department at UT the same time frame as it was at UC Berkeley as I understand it but in my defense I was full of drugs at the time. Some things never change Anywho I guess the point of my old man yelling at clouds rant is that what I consider hipster doofuses were actually welcoming. I was an elected persecutor in southeast TX for 12 years, an assistant DA for 3 counties out that way and a county attorney pro tem when the elected one developed brain cancer God rest his soul. If you've followed my boring trevails I somehow ended up back in the 512 somehow. Like Brer Rabbit used to tell Brer Fox "don't throw me in that briar patch" until Walt Disney censored that shit and last time I checked Uncle Remus, the African American gent at the center of all that controversy was actually the fucking hero Again I'll discontinue my threadshitting and just thank the Good Lord above for this blue island in a sea of unreasonably red (no CR intended that it is what it is. Much love to all of you and yours but you're all surly assholes so enjoy hell

Dammit I thought it was at that yogurt shop that used to be by GM Steakhouse

Yep. Fortunately not my buddy's corpse. It was right across the Drag from the yogurt shop where those girls got murdered. I can't recall if they ever solved that

I remember when Eric Metcalf and a few other players got popped for getting free fill ups at the gas station at the intersection of MLK and the Drag my buddy worked at. Small potatoes obviously. Naturally aggy used to compare it to giving Eric Dickerson a free Trans Am

If not already mentioned the world wide leader had a feature last weekend about a Chefs fan that did the whole face painting and cosplay thing. Turned out he was a bank robber. Would get arrested, escape, arrested, escape, wash, rinse, repeat. When he got caught the final time he apologized to "Chefs Nation", not the half dozen bank tellers he stuck a pistol in the face of. Their fans are a special kind of special

Solid episode IMHO. Might want to consider lightening up Francis

Fuck you Shimon!!! That's 5 pounds of ribs and 10 pounds of fuck you!!!

I saw Barbie, Oppenheimer, Napoleon and Poor Things. I liked Napoleon the most. Poor Things just creeped me the fuck out so I couldn't finish it

Also Adams was creepy as shit. Perhaps only second to John Wayne Gacy. I think a warrant ought to be sweared out to excavate under his old house in Lubbock just for good measure

I'm no Ms. Manners but surly even she would give you a demerit for your bitchassedness

slorch I'm not the biggest Tech fan in the world but usually dig your posts. Please see the name of this website. It's right at the top. Sometimes t's like you come into our living rooms and put your naked stank feet on the coffee table

You officially have the best username ever