Wyldlife strikes Jeresy City Once Again

Wyldlife had a show last weekend at 58 Gallery. The

gang assembled at my place before everything got started.

From left to right: "Rusty" Russ Barnett, Myself, Spencer

Alexander A.K.A. Ray Guns, and "Switchblade" Sam Allen.

Can't play on an empty stomach. We caught a trip to

Hollywood Fried Chicken.

Russ was hyped on his meal...

...Was hyped on his meal.

Beers!

The always necessary silly shot.

After going to the marvelous Lucky 7s bar, Russ ducked

out to have sex with his girlfriend (understandably so)

and so the rest of us went to 24/7 deli. Here, I blogged a

photo of me blogging a photo of me, who was blogging a

photo of me blogging a photo of me...

Dreams do come true.

I guess you could say that we're on a roll!

Oh it's Such a Perfect Day

Remember that episode of Hey Arnold where he plans his

awesome day out (activities included waking up super

early and watching cartoons with the ridiculously sugary

cereal and biking down the steepest hill in the city)? Well,

about a week ago, when I saw my micro-economics test

approaching, I vowed to myself that once school ended at

noon, I was gonna make it a great day. And unlike Arnold,

my day went according to plan and truly was flawless.

Let's have a recap:

Met up with my comrade Calder Kollmorgen after what

I believe was a successful test. We had a great skate at the

rink where homie got his tre flips back and helped me to

learn 360 shoves (Tompkins' hottest new trick).

Afterward, I had to get some food in me for my tattoo

appointment. I was psyched to finally be getting Spencer

Alexander's art on me. For those who don't know, Spencer

is the bassist in Wyldlife and one of my closest friends.

Calder was juiced to get his sandwich. Thanks, 24/7 deli.

I was saving for this expenditure for a month or so now.

The tattoo, not the sandwich.

Arrived with our meals at the wonderful JC Tattoo shop

in beautiful downtown Jersey City!

While we ate, Calder pumped me up by showing me his

first piece done some time ago: the tribute to the

Millenium Falcoln (Hans Solo won that shit fair

and square).

His newest addition is a Boba Fett helmet in the Mexican

skull style.

Getting settled, remaining feral.

Euphoria sweeps over.

Ma, you did a great job of raising your boy, so please,

dry your eyes.

Chuck Daly, hard at work.

Thanks, Chuck! I was thoroughly hyped. Chuck does

great work so if you're in the area, get to him or Adam

(also excellent with the ink and needle).

Another satisfied customer.

Shouts to Spencer Alexander, AKA Ray Guns for his

brilliant artwork. Couldn't be more happy to be

down for life, homie!

After another brief skate session and a free haircut at my

place of work, it was party time back at the crib.

Of course, all the homies were in attendance! From left

to right: John Rowley, Calder Kollmorgen (call MORE-gan)

Owen Miller, and Cliff Tomcyzk (TOM-check).

Brewed down, bro'd out, and went to the bar. A few drinks

later it was time for a nice meal and a viewing of Plan B's

Questionable with John.

All in all it was a perfect day. I'm glad I spent it with you.

P.S. Wyldlife is playing tomorrow night, March 5th, at

9:15pm with special guest opening, Big E. 58 Coles St.

at the infamous 58 Gallery. BE THERE!

Keep Dreaming, Kid

Wyldlife played last Saturday at the ramp. It was an epic

show and our good friends, Silver Bullet, joined us on the

bill. I kinda want to kick myself for not bringing my

camera. I'm making a promise to myself and to all of you

that I will bring it to the 58 Gallery show this Friday.

Anyways, this is the morning after. It turned into

a bit of a tent city at my place, and I snagged this photo

before everyone was up. That's not creepy, right?

Get a room! Nah, only joking.