Showing posts with label hungover. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hungover. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

That One Time We Went To Gentlemen of The Road

We got to the venue and it looked like this:

And we looked like this:

And at night, that 1st thing looked like this:
 (there was also a head that appeared to be coming up out of the ground. I have no drunken pictures of that, though)

And I looked like this when I whizzed after the shuttle bus back to our hotel area:

And this guy was hell bent on shooting pool with Pannacakes:
(crazy ass mofo) 

And this is what my shadow looked like on Crabby Bill The Bartender's shirt:

And this is what I looked like drinkin' a Heineken:

And this is what Crabby Bill looks like when he's not being crabby:

And this is what Crystal looks like when she wakes us up in the morning:

And this is what Pannacakes looks like poolside with a Miller Lite:

And this is what me & Crystal look like when we're poolside with Miller Lites:

And this is what we look like in the pool drinkin' pina coladas under Crystal's umbrella:

And this is what Crystal looks like when she's a badass with mermaid hair:
(which is all the freakin' time)

And this guy wore Pannacakes' bra on his head:

And then we went back to the venue and ran into these guys:
(Pannacakes would later end up at the bar marrying the dude with the awesome staff and shirt)

And this is what I looked like while Mumford was playing:

And this is what Mumford looked like when they were playing:


And after that weekend....we all had to take a break.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Christmas Favorites

I think we still have about 3ft of torn up wrapping paper in the living room.

I'd clean up, but Snoop looks so cute in it.

This is what it looks like when you see all of my Christmas presents at once:

This view was a bit distracting on Xmas Day.  Anyone else ever run into this problem?
Matthew's mom sent me the faux fur vest & the necklace.  Matt said I looked like a villain.  I thought it looked a bit Jersey and made me feel like a stuffed animal.  The petting was nice throughout the night....even if it was just me doing the petting.

Hope you turds had a very merry.
Cheers to a Happy!!

Monday, August 8, 2011

Summer Bomb Highlights (that I can remember)

Breakfast of champions.
Early arrivals.
Balloons for the bounce house.
Worried about the costumes going on easily due to being sticky from no a/c.
A/C repair guy: "you're fucked. 3-7 biz days"
Testing the slide for quality assurance.
Testing the keg for quality assurance.
Getting dressed.
Taking pictures & LMAO with IronFist & Weezy Cage (aka Power[wo]Man)
Not being able to see through my mask.
Poison Ivy's eyebrows.
Ash's chainsaw.
Venom adjusting his cup.
Pool shots of washington apple dripping into my ear.
Orgasmic carrotcake balls.
Cool clouds/sky & threat of rain.
Butt spanks.
Jesus smoking & drinking.
Batmanties.
Spidermanties.
Losing beer pong.
Wonder Woman in boottops & flipflops.
Black Widow.
Floating keg.
Catwoman doing the splits.
Spiderman with no batteries.
Toe shots of tequila.
Snoop chillin' at the pool with us.
Gag reflexes being tested by Bomb Pops.
Crotch grabs & cleavage pictures.
Cake shots in the kitchen while Catwoman was still doing splits.
Catwoman unmasking while doing the splits.
Finding Jesus behind the couch.
Cousin phone call.
Waking up in the bouncehouse at 3:30a.m. with the sprinklers on.
Waking Matt up to bring the inflatables' fans in.
Black Widow passed out on the couch infront of a fan.
Watermelon stabbed through with the big knife.
Changing into pjs & passing out in bed with 3 fans on.
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Somewhere in there that I don't remember, was a laughter filled romp in the bounce house with Black Widow, a chat with Dr. Manhattan, and a demand for SAMMICHES!!
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Morning After Finds:
1. 1 Jesus costume with hair and beard.
2. 1 flip flop
3. 1 pair of roxy flip flops.
4. 1 Batman shirt
5. 1 blackfist afro pick
6. 1 olive green & white striped towel
7. 1 set of platinum/diamond wedding bands
8. 1 Michael Kors watch
9. 1 red headband
10. 8 cigarette butts (in my flower pots)
11. 1 Green Lantern ring
12. 1 pair of fuzzy Catwoman gloves.
13. 2 Poison Ivy vines
14. 1 half drunk bottle of red zin.
15. 1 half drunk bottle of margarita mix.
16. a skinny boy's swim trunks
17. Aforementioned Spidermanties draped around the Rockband drumset
18. 1 pile of mayo in the grass
19. 1 7/11 lighter
20. 2 Dr. Shots syringes & one sippy bottle with 1/5 remaining washington apple.
21. 1 defiled bag of Doritos
22. 1 pool key missing it's key ring.
23. 1 busted industrial toilet seat used for redneck horseshoes

Friday, July 22, 2011

Mumford & Sons - Sigh No More

This one is so hard to pick one favorite off the record. Every single one of their songs is effing great.
Foot percussion+banjo=LOVE
These guys recently did an Unplugged on Palladia and it was really cool to see how into their music they get, all sweaty and red-faced and shit. How those people in the audience remained seated during the show was absolutely beyond me. Watching the banjo player make sweet love while he was playing was definitely a highlight. That boy's got some rhythm. Damn.

Drunk Karen says, "if you're hungover on a Sunday morning, this is the record to listen to to help with recovery."

Enjoy your Friday, turds.
Have 1 or 5 for me!! :)
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ps. for those of you not as webbernets savvy, and I think I've said this before, but just in case....You can right click on a link and open in a new window/tab so you don't have to leave this page. That's how you listen to the song and still read the blog, big dummies.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Happy New Year & Crap!!

Remember back when I used to post shit here all the time?
hahaha....man.....those were the days.
good times.

Remember when my hard drive went down and I lost our Boston pictures?
Turns out they were still on the memory card so.....YAY!!
Will get them posted somewhere soon.

Remember about a month ago I said that photos of our pieces for that Superhero/Villain show would be posted here the same day as the show?
Here they are....so stop bugging me. gawh.
Mine's:
That's Harley Quinn, Catwoman, & Poison Ivy.

There was a nifty little write up in the Orlando Weekly (towards the bottom).

That was pretty cool. Tons o'fun.

Remember last week, when it was Christmas??
Here's what ours looked like:



And here's what I looked like on New Year's:

Awesome....Now that we're all caught up.
Happy 2011!!
I thought about doing one of those "Year In Review" things but that seems kinda stupid and redundant when all you need to do is go back and read everything posted this year....
duh. There's your review.

Holiday Season Movie Reviews-
Black Swan: Awesome.
Tron Legacy: Meh. Pretty to look at but yawn.
Rare Exports: Awesome.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Miami

Here are a few photos from last weekend's girls trip to Miami.

View from our room.

The girls wandering around below (I was stuck in the room talkin' to my boss).

View at sunset.

All the incriminating photos were posted on shutterfly and I can't get them out to post a few of them here.
So you'll have to go without or imagine them in your mind's eye.
Here are some ingredients to help you out with your Land of Miami MakeBelieve:

1. Hot shoes.
2. Hot dresses.
3. Spray tans.
4. Expensive drinks.
5. Waiting in line for club.
6. Sore feet.
7. Sweat.
8. Guy with a tiger head holding fireworks & bottles of liquor.
9. Hot dancers wearing very little with big feather headdresses.
10. Bottle of champagne on the beach.
11. Ice cream sammiches.
12. Cinnamon raisin bagels.
13. Sunshine.
14. Cheesy magazines.
15. Hot Cabana boys moving shade umbrellas and chairs.
16. Vodka
17. More hot outfits and shoes.
18. Fried goat cheese.
19. Blues band.
20. Hookah bar.
21. Dancing with no shoes on.
22. Laughter
23. Expensive drinks.
24. Mimosas
25. Stacked inflatable mattresses.
26. Harassing cab drivers.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Aftermath

This is all I can say at the moment.

Wet feet + wood stairs = ouch.

Monday, July 5, 2010

4th of July Fireworks





Every single time I tried to snap a shot of the ones that blew up in the sky, I ended up missing it because the camera was too slow. Ended up with a handful of shots of black sky or tips of tree branches. Had one of a basketball net.
There was cussing.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Holy Gawd - The End. 5.30.2010

Holy Gawd - I'm trying to remember the last time I was this tired.
Its about 4:00 a.m.
Our flight leaves at 5:30a.m.
Johnny had his buddy pick us up & drive us around the city.
We met up with John somewhere by the Empire and stopped for a beer/cider. Was nice to chat w/him.
We're friggin' zombies.
I stink.
My shoes have something growing in them.
Shroom farm.
Going through security was a test for everyone.
Considering I've been wearing them for 27ish hrs, it could've been worse, I guess.
My eyeballs feel like.....
......something really dry & irritated....
Like my skin.

I just dropped this & whined.

Home.
Shower.
Sleep.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Murphy's Catchup - 5.29.10

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Sunday, June 20, 2010

Meatbeef & Bananas - 5.28.10

There ain't no party like a meatbeef party cuz a meatbeef party don't stop.

This is the first morning all week that I've woken up w/a fuzzy head.
Matt went to the shop outside & picked up some ciabatta bread & beer to go w/our leftover brie.
Its the breakfast of champions.
Champions who totally watched a banana being eaten out of a hooha last night.

Those Baba brownies were fuckin' good!
Dick was all like, "You guys are all mellow and cool...."
I had to remind him that our tolerance level was way higher than his & Miss Pussy's.
Although, me & Miss Pussy did have a HUGE case of uncontrollable giggles....

I cried at one point cuz I was laughin' so much when that chick did the marker thing.
Between each funny banana/marker/headdong trick...they'd do hot (and not so) couples just all out fuckin'.
Impressive positions.
Some we're STILL tryin' to figure out so we can try them at home.
...Or later this afternoon.
Dick said we could MST3K the show.
I told him that we all could open our own show & do whatever the fuck we wanted.
Miss Pussy would be a good dancing girl.
After a chair or pole dance class, we'd be set!

They [Dick & Miss Pussy] had to get up early this a.m. for a train going to Belgium.
Hope they made it ok.

Trying to figure out what to do today.
What do we need to see on our last whole day here?
I kinda want a pair of boots & some leggings. Like everyone else is wearing.