Mittwoch, 18. Juli 2007
So I went to Co...
So I went to Columbia yesterday with Beave, Megan, Erin, and Katie. Lots of things happened.. first cody and I ventured off by ourselves and checked things out. Like tattoo shops and just the area. Megan and the gang went to some Noodles place to eat. We meet up with them later and chill there until it gets dark. Then we go to the mall.. no special there EXCEPT we go into this candy store where this old white haired women works. I'm waiting to get a slushy and she asks me "Who is doing your artwork". At first cody and I thought it was sarcasm but it turns out that this lady is crazy and has 2 tattoos. I ask to see them right? Well, she trys to show me the one on her shoulder and there's nothing there. I tell her this so she's like "come here come here hurry" and she ducks down behind the counter and I do the same to see this tattoo she had. Her bra was covering it up so I hit on the ol' lady and moved it so i could see. It was a parrot. She had another one around her boobie of a tiger. ah.. you had to have been there for that one. After that we went back downtown. Beave and I ventured off again to find the "fuck off" street punk. This guys like 35 dating a 15 year old, lives on the streets, and has fuck off tattooed on his forehead. We run into the guitar corner hippies and pop some change into their open guitar case and listen to a song and ask them about mr. "fuck off". The word on the street was that he was at this bar Snappers a few blocks down because it's dollar PBR night. We go. No punk but there's this 50 something year old Marine Vet with beads around his neck and... That stories just too long.We both have a PBR and then bounce to find the girls. We all go sit on a wall thats right outside the intersection of broadway and 9th. Megan greets EVERYONE with hi's and hello's and to cut this one short I met A drunk guy that commented about my tattoos. An old homeless guy that was dying of cancer but was patroling the streets everynight to catch the real criminals the police cant. A crazy crazy kid that gave me a booklet i thought was about jesus but it turms out it's a bunch of things he drew that just didn't make an sense. All in all, VIVA LA GUTTER PUNKS.i'm flying back tomorrow. There's a party here tonight. I'm drinking a beer.
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Of course, sounds like good times to me.
there's just something about those old people. XD
hey tiner, it's jeney. add me.
hahaha i wouldn't miss the chance.
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