gilbert grape
Huff and I decided to bust out on this huge bank on a day when no one else would skate. Must have been the return of the Picklefest the night before.
BANK DOUBLES
Another oldie from the summer. Might have put this on Facebook before but since my following is so huge I might as well post this again.
Another round of random Polaroids here:
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I turned 28 on Saturday and we had a little get-together to celebrate and get weird. Here’s some snaps!
some polaroids of this week
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Today’s a big one, so let’s get business out of the way. For two month’s around November through the new year I worked as a Preditor (Producer/Editor) for Music Choice to help launch their new channel SWRV with a big ol’ promo campaign. It’s up and running as of now so let’s celebrate! Updated reel including the work I did for SWRV Music Network as well.
Been taking some vacations lately which means a couple things. One is that I don’t have a job. Two is that I have been taking lots of pictures. I bought a vintage Polaroid Land Camera and learned to use it proper on my travels. First I braved a storm and flew to Gainesville, FLA to see Pork Chop. Being a patriotic American he took me for a tour of the south and shot guns. We did some other respectable activities as well.
Second I went to Rhode Island with my Little Tomato Salad to celebrate our first year since I got my face busted open. We indulged in lots of rich meats and cheeses which inevitably gave us the gout.
I used three different types of films which all gave me an equally-sized erection: Sepia, Chocolate and 669 Color 100 film. Enjoy the pics below from this beast of a camera!
I also have some new Mini Diana Shots below.
. . . and that’s the end of this for now. If any potential employers read this post, I am currently looking for work and please omit the sentence above where I talk about my erection. Peace.
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Money has been low lately, so for a little extra cash I did another Howcast video. Now my girlfriend can stop feeding my cat her own breastmilk since we can afford that Meow Mix. Note: Could be the dumbest video I’ve ever made and I’m not quite sure the purpose of the spot.
Speaking of cats, we got a best of Guitos 2009 video below. My god that cat is stupid. Edited by Lemon Pie during work hours at VH1.
GUITOS BEST OF 2009
Also, a few ‘roids for you here:
two boots
Came across this oldie of Babe and Dee. This was from a time before my father felt inadequate for not being able to use a VCR.
BJ’s b-day was yesterday. At one point in the night he lifted up his shirt to reveal, that indeed, he is actually Ned Flanders under that extra large. I gave him this polaroid as a present. I want this sign as your next neck tat Beej.
This is Jonny V. and I trying to look like we’re flying down this hill off Sunset. Listen, we did the best we could, ok?
hill bomb
mushy apple
Just got back from Los Angeles where a lot of people called me ‘Sir’. In the seven years Jonny V.. has lived out there he successfully managed to become Bruce Willis from Death Becomes Her.
Charley also came down from San Fran for a couple of days to pursue his dream of becoming Tom Jones and ‘hit the pool, get it?. This is what happens after three daytime cocktails with chuck.
. . . and he’s now in relationship therapy with my gf.
Gotta walk the red carpet when in Hollywood.
Some polaroids of the trip here.
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Sorry about the absence of posts again. I try to slack on the posts to trick myself into thinking I’m a really busy man. But I do have a lot of stuff to show, mostly photo style.
Dave and Anne from The Impossible Project hooked it up on some special Polaroid Fade To Black film and told me to get nasty with that ass. This film is pretty crazy, within 24 hours from the release the picture goes completely black, but does some amazing shit along the way. The only problem is stopping the film from going competely black, which basically involves giving the polaroid a photographic enima. Keep in mind the Manoog does no photoshop tricks with his Polaroids, what you see is what was given to me. Thanks guys, enjoy!
I got some more regular polaroids from recent journeys.
I also bought a Diana-Mini and started shooting some shit with that cute little plastic piece of ass. Also, shout out to Lemon Pie’s new photo blog devoted to her Diana-Mini. We’re not in cahoots, strictly competitive.
I lived in New York for the summer of 2003. Basically, I knew nobody and did a lot of drinking by myself . . . except for when Salch and Danny paid the Ol’ Manoog a visit to shred life up. Tales included smoking weed from apples, skateboarding better than we do today, and running through the streets at night chasing Salch with streams of urine. Here are some memories:
This lady really likes her coat, nothing more to be said really.
Getting radical in Harlem in 30 degree weather.
In Los Angeles, be back in a week for more entertainment.
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Said goodbye to Chuck with this cake below. Zeus!
Babe’s pirate ship sailed all the way from Detroit to dock at my new liquor stand. Mirror cut to fit . . . I think you call that a touch of class.
Major things are to come, until then all I got is some oldies but goodies.
P.S. I sound like a complete idiot in that last video.
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I found out that police officers don’t want to shake your hand after giving you a Urinating In Public ticket.
The last installment of photos that make Greg Huff uncomfortable below. He probably won’t read these posts, but if he finally becomes literate this will be waiting for him.
Something is wrong with this.
Pat’s been working hard on his law applications lately but he still finds time to make nonsensical fake beer commercials.
Charley is leaving to start a career as San Francisco’s second ever exclusively gay dermatologist. You should see the decor of the office. Astounding. Let’s remember him and his New York days by these two clips. Good luck Chuck!
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Jerry does a 5-0 for the break dancing crowd.
Round two of pictures that make Greg Huff n’ Puff uncomfortable. This ones a gem, can’t wait for him to call me a fruit topping next time I see him.
