raw dawg

So, I have had this can of Raw Dawg energy drink sitting on the shelf in my bedroom since 2003. For reasons unknown to me, this morning as I was getting ready for work, I decided that today was the day I would drink it. Why you ask, have I possesed such can for 5 years? My friend drove across country that summer and brought it back from Cali for me. We thought that the "horny goat weed enhanced" formula was so ridiculous, I decided to save it. Well, that and the fact I think energy drinks are gross.


I drank half of it on the train in the morning. It got me freakin' juiced. Uncomfortably so. Complete with heart palpitations. And I drank the second half after lunch in my office. Now the Raw Dawg's life cycle is complete.

another caterpillar

Found this Sunday 9/21 at Jimmy D's:

She seemed to like it.

I think it is a black swallowtail butterfly:

bike ride

Rode 34 miles total Saturday 9/20 from Conshy to South Philly for burrito club and back.

What you put out in the universe is what you get back from it; me and the universe, we are like this...

print art show at danger danger

Friday night 9/19 - art show at Danger Danger gallery. I carved a pumpkin of the crimson ghost for the Misfits cover band Danzig Brick that played the show, along with Padre Pio. It was super badass.
I do what I want.

the ring

In the continuing saga of "foxy", today I heard about her ring. It is a fake engagement ring she wears "so men stay out my face" when she wants to look taken. Little Larry came to pick her up for lunch today, and apparently threw a big fit when he saw her ring; he accused her of being married, and not telling him. Like not telling him was the worst part of that situation. My understanding is that she basically laughed at him and said "so what, I want to wear my jewelry today, what is you trippin', I ain't married...now you talkin' junk", got a free lunch, and was out the do'. Oh, and her phone also rang about 75 times since she left, at 2:00, when we aren't done until 5.

padre pio

Dope fresh time last night 9/16 at Danger Danger Gallery in West Phil. I love to see people doing their thing. It is absolutely beautiful.

am running

3 miles in the Me-dia loop today before work. I hope to make enough time someday for 5.
I think I may be addicted to the sense I get from running that comes after losing the jarring abrasiveness that a run always starts with. When it isn't uncomfortable anymore and the effort I am making is almost minimal, I get to where I feel like I can go on forever. I am one with my body and it is serving me in its highest capacity. I don't feel that way every time I run, sometimes it hurts and I get a cramp and hate it; but when I can get there, it is perfection.
Biking could quite possibly turn this way for me as well.