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Gee golly gosh am I tired… I’ve been doin my triathalon workouts everyday which involves bikin like 16 miles, and I run about 4 miles right after, than I finish it off wiff some laps in the pool. I’m jus tryin to get my triathlete-ness on. Thats been my major haps lately. As for the minor haps, I joined up with my boys from Compton, also known as N.W.A. (Nicky With Attitude). We’ve been kickin it pretty hard up at C-Point and Eazy even let my polish his 10 and kick it wit his bitches, and Dre had up rollin down the street smokin endo, and sippin on gin and juice, we were hella laid back too. Yeh ya know I’ve also done my fair of chillin and gellin with some fellas and G’s from the Easy East Saheed, gerd times.
Yeh and good ol Eebs calls me up asks “Can I Kick it?” I reply “YES YA CAN.” He came by the other day, grilled up a big
hunka fish, I guess I forgot to mention that like most of my buds and buddettes, Eebs is a hellova gourmet chef, who, among “kicking it up a knotch” enjoys rockin the axe, and smokin the stacks, and that aint to brax bia. So anyway, Eebs papi had caught this sucker the day before, gave up a hellova fight, but once again man prevailed over fish, and Mr. Eebs actually snatched the bia out of the water by the fin. Awesome. Yeh so Eebs went to work on the fish outside while I made sure the couch still worked. Yeh so I duwanna talk anymore aboot fish, so heres the before and uh…I guess there no after cause we ate it took quick. Oh and all in the midst of things, I got bubbles in my hair.
So few days after that Eebs and I headed up to the city to pay our homage to the most kickass of streets ever, the Haight and Asbury, cause we wanted to buy stuff, cool stuff… I ended up buyin my girl a hat with that totally badass hibiscus flower on it, I bought myself a hat to wear naked around the house. So anyway, when all was said and done, I came home with all this. Yeah, Haight is the shit, hope to go again soon.
Had Pinky over yesterday, played a lil handball, and very little wiffleball, cause both of us enjoy hittin shit hard with our hands and wiffles, and Pinky always “did it like this, did it like that”, and he finally got a chance to do it with a wiffeball bat. Of course because he smokes about 14 cigs a day he had to be hooked up to his iron lung between innings, but he still had time to pose with MY pimp hat and all that crazy jive. So after our quick lil handball tourney or “intense physical workout” as Pinky put it, he decided to hop in the pool (video), he also thought the ground looked rather amusing or something it coulda jus been cause he was lightheaded from the lack of breathing. Anyway, he really tested his lungs when he tried to swim (video) the length of my pool underwater which is a feet that most four-legged mammals can accomplish, but failed misserably and barked at me to go grab him a pack of newports. And with that he concluded his poolside antics with a elegantly executed dousche twirl.
So today is a new day, and I’ve really done jack shit, I guess the sore is catchin up to me, cause I feel like lead, and my computer seems like its sick in the head. I think its time I take it out back and put it out of its misery, cause its gettin crazy. Monitor starts jigglin, text starts jiggin, and than my dad stopped shakin me…just kiddin. Seriously though its been goin haywire, tried to turn it on this mornin and the system bell made this long ass beep, the kind you hear the heart monitors make when someone flatlines, which could be a shatty omen. Had to work on it, reset the CMOS and BIOS, mess with CPU voltages, but thats the best part of wakin up. But of course I fixed it and that jus catapulted me into a rather sly mood, so I decided to do a lil outside prowling and break into my neighbors garage cause I coulda sworn I saw somma my preciously precious belongings in there but it turns out they’re still in West Virginia ;). Anyway, I actually unscrewed the little keyhole thing on the garage panel and jus rubbed the 2 wires together and SHAZAM, no open-sesame needed. Turns out they dint have any of my shit, so I jus pissed in the corner and went home.
Hope you all have been enjoyin the many updates I’ve been makin to the sections, I wanna beef up all the content as much as I can before school starts. Knaw mean? I’ve also got a new layout in mind for version 7. If you have any suggestions for me, be sure to comment otherwise its gonna be mostly blues and white. Oh oh oh, I almost forgot to mention that I made a new NBHQ Shirt cheaper than ever, (10 bucks), I am commanding everyone to buy one, cause the little profit I make will go to the “Make Brady Richer” foundation, anyway click here to check out the shirt. Please please please buy it, and tell me if you do.
One more thing before I go break into another garage; I’m currently looking for more sites to affiliate with so if your interested please go here and please sign my guestbook, and now I leave you with a little conversation I had with one of my Canadian buds:
P.S. check out the new SOC section and the askme section, oh and I didn’t really pee in my neighbors garage dipshits
Untitled 2: The Return
Haven’t done so much the last few days, my girls outta town again, which frees up a lotta time, I’ve been runnin and bikin everyday. Did I mention I’m plannin on bein a tri-athlete sooner than later so imma try to start that up. I worked a lot on the site today, click around to see what I’ve done, mostly jus design tweaks, I moved a lotta the bigger videos to a faster server.
Rick James died today, so I made this:
and heres that crazy Tyler:
High and Dry, Buffalo and My, My, My…
Well yer I jus gert berk frerm Tahoe, but first I gotta post boot some unfinished buidness.
First and foremost, summerschool is way over no more wakin up at the cracka crack of dawn (9:00). Lookin back on it, it wasn’t all bad, havin Randy as my own private chef was the shit, Big R’s got the talents. Although scarfin down jurassic omlettes on the norm does jurassic things to your cholesterol, I’m plumpin up quite nicely. Jolly good. Anyway, the last day of summa skizzle, I had my first babysitting job, the victim you ask? Little Whamo, I would respond. Now for those of you who haven’t been fortunate enough to make Big Whamo your aquaintance I would urge you to do so. But in case your skills of inference have gone like the wind Little Whamo is indeed the little brother of Big Whamo / Tim Swartz. The kids aboot three and a half, and didn’t stop moving for the few hours he was over. The solution? Whip out my old batman costume See Lil Whamo in action here (video).
So the same day Kelsie was over and I felt it necessary to give the gift of fruitball to her, and I must say, she looks pretty hot witha batting glove and bat in hand, and very dangerous. I’m sorry to say I don’t have any footage of the actual peach-bashing taking place, although you can take my word for it that my girl can blast some produce meng. Anyway, after about four minutes of concentrated fruitball action we had to refuel with a bagel (chocolate chip), and a cake. Three bites of the cake later, she had collasped on the couch, kinda weird how she sleeps in poses huh? 😛 Throughout that day my mom was actin a ‘G the whole time, gots ta be reppin 650 bia bia. Oh and if you notice her hand, we had to tape her fingers like that cause she can’t make that sign, har de ha ha. Oh and the hat you ask? Won that in Santee Cruz, at the Boardwalk, the ‘ol guess how fast yer gonna throw the third pitch, three guesses, and six bucks later, it was Kelsie who guessed the lucky 74mph and VOILA, the pimp hat was mine. **Forget what I said about not having footage heres da Sugah in action fakin me out (video) & swing anna miss (video).**
Ok so that was like three weeks ago I know, now lemme talk about the week I jus had in Lake Tahoe. Anyone who has every had the pleasure of truckin up to Truckee or bringin their sugar to Sugar Pine knows how bitchin of a place it is. The scenery is jus…(not to sound corny) breathtaking, everywhere you go your encircled by the immense woodlands and you can catch a glimpse of the crystal clear waters whereever you go. If you wondering where I stayed, rest assured (as I did) that our accomodations were more than suitable, and by more than suitable I’m talkin a 3-story cabin with TV’s in all 5 or 6 rooms, pool table downstairs, 3 decks, nice ass bathrooms, a deer head AND a trash compacter la cocina :D. As for the daily activities, well folks that all ranged from powering down Sugar Pine river inna inflatable raft to pretending to know how to wakeboard. Scopin stars wiff Eebs, jammin wiff Eebs, shootin pool with Eebs, doin it all with Eebs. The Barons were there the first day, so we gots to get worked at the table by Nick Baron himself. Yep, one thing that was a total trip aboot Tahoe or at least the wildlife, was the fact that there wasn’t a single squirrel, but the place was loaded with these lil Alvin, Simon and Theodre chipmunk fucks, and it was pretty crazy how many butterflies were outside chillin, Eeb’s theory is that it’s matin season, so the butterflies are jus dancin around till they find anutha supafreak to get down with. There were so many of these lil buggers around that some actually made there way in the house check out my video of em (kinda choppy).
It was my first time up therr to Tahoe, and I got a lot of firsts out of the way, like..1.) the whole thinkin I have the motor skills and/or coordination necessary to stand upright on a wakeboard being slowly tugged aboot by boat, it was cool anyway, and nah Eeb’s couldn’t get his 6’4 (and a quarter) ass outta the water either. 2.) I got to try buffalo wings, kinda weird how I’m almost 16 and my tastebuds had never been invited to the spicy buffalo wing party, thats the shame of the game meng. 3.) On our last night there I gotsta get my grubs on with some actual buffalo meat in the form of some gerd arse steak, but come to think of it, it was damn good eats the whole time I was there.
Another crazy dealio aboot Lago de Tahoe was the insane altitude and lack of humidity. I was NOT diggin that aspect of it, I prolly came across as the most jumbo spaz sportin nosebleeds, and …jumbo spazness. Oh and my doo! My precious hair, got all outta whack and got all straight & thin, prolly cause it was jus so damn dry outside than as soon as I step outside the car when we get back to good ‘ol Mateo it turns into this. Insane.
Overall I’d hafta say that Lake Tahoe with Eebs and co. had to be one of the most badass trips of my days, and bein there wiff my bro Eeb’s jus further amplified the bitchiness, and I think the only way to end a my 2 cents on the trip would be including this flattering photograph of Matthew Ebert knuckle-deep in his own rectum.
So that was than, and today is today, woke up as early as my dad was late to pick my up and haul me over to Tracy, CA to my Uncle’s pad so I could pick up this thousand dollar racing bike that I’ve been lookin forward to. On the way there we spotted this bloke on the road, and I instinctively tooka lil video of the wasian (white-asian-wannabe). Yeah and my cousin D-rel was therr as well cool cat if ya ask me, and my Uncle…well check out these pics of him in his dept of homeland security gear and try…jus TRY to tell me he aint the baddest mudda round dem parts. Yep, so we went Kayaking in the morning, and I went home with this bike crazy colors eh? I would concur.
Yeh so I hope your glad im back to posting, Pinky did his duty but I think its time he go on hiatus:
chillaxin
arry
looks like king nicky the kid is up in tahoe with some homies so here i am again fillin in after a hard days of work and fun now just chillaxin
after i get off work i go up to king nicky’s house to help russel out with nicky’s madres computer but if i havent maid this apperent than ill say it now….if its not nicks computer than the its unworthy of his attention so his mothers computer is as expected a wreck so me n russel try to spruce it up a bit and in doing that russel kinna pucked it up so naturally we leave after that happens heh heh, dont worrie ill go back tommarow . but any ways im in randys house and he gets back from drivin somwhere and he shows me these perty lil brass knuckels so i snatch em up real quick and i was off back to my humble abode
this is pinky saying
hastalamalaka
(sorry if i dont have any pics im only filling in for king nicky)