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After Daniela went to bed, I ran into Daniel RekLES standing out front of Darkroom. We decided we would visit Erica Star at Happy Endings before we went home. It was almost last call and we hustled to get there before they wouldn’t let us in. We made it in time, and to our surprise the place had a bunch of people running around. I had no intention of taking photos, but then I met some cute girls and had to break out my camera. Then my friend was there so I took one of him and all of a sudden I had taken 5o photos in 15 minutes. So yeah, party on and such. This is the party that runs on opposite weeks as Unstoppable perfect which means that Thursdays are fun at Happy Endings no matter what. Crazy. Here is the quick set I shot.

This guy Jake I met at unstoppable perfect a few weeks ago asked me to swing by his party. When I did I discovered two things. He co-hosted the party with this guy Sam I worked with 6 years ago at Ben and Jerry’s. And the second discovery was my friend Daniela (who I got into a fight with 30 min prior) was there. Daniela and I got over the fight and then she asked me if she could take some photos with my camera. So instead of me taking photos, I just followed her around all night teaching her how to take photos. Now she got some good shots, but what I realized was that the photos I helped her take were the ones that came out the best. I am not sure if I am just biased and I like my style, or if the photos are actually better. It leads me to believe that maybe I am actually a decent photographer and despite my notion that anyone could take a digital SLR and do what I do, it might take more that that. Also aside from the photos themselves, she had a hard time talking people into taking their photos and facing rejection when they didn’t want her to take it. I get yelled at by people every night and it rolls off my back. So yeah, this photoblogging shit is not as easy as it looks. All that aside, Daniela took some great shots, and I hope you will check them out. Let me know if you can tell a difference in the photos and maybe guess which ones I helped her take. (there are 3 that stand out in my mind) Also, this photo below is a photo I took of the stunning future photoblogger Daneila, not one of her shots. Her’s are here or should that be here are her’s?

How aboot that?  Remember the Canadian DJ’s I was hanging out with on Tuedsay?  Well I got their myspace pages now, so you get to check them out.   VNDLSM from Toronto and Tyler “1/2 Alive” Fedchuk from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada as Nardwaur would say.  Since meeting the guys I have absolutely fell in love with two of Tyler’s tracks and I found out that someone took VNDLISM’s hit track (Rihanna - Umbrella (Vandalism Remix)) and made it into the worst YouTube video on the internets.  Enjoy.

Yesterday I was going to shoot the first High Voltage at 200 Orchard and then stop by Nic Boogotz’s birthday.  Unfortunately I left my memory card at home.  Instead of going back home, I ran into a bodega and bought two American flag instant cameras.  One of the cameras ended up cutting off half my photos so I had to crop them all weirdly and then when I had them developed about 5 of the photos were arbitrarily zoomed in.  The negatives are fine, but the scans are zoomed in and blurry.  I need to stop going to the one hour place by my house.  They fuck up everything.  So yeah, here are the photos from both parties.  They clearly suck as they were taken with an disposable camera.  ALSO, my favorite show on TV is Entourage.  I watch it every week and I don’t even have cable.  So yeah, Adrian Grenier is the star of said show, and he was at High Voltage… I asked him if I could take a photo, and he very nicely told me no.  A man has to respect that.  Oh well. Here.

Last night I planned on shooting High Voltage it is new location and my friends birthday at Beauty Bar.  Unfortunately when I got there it was 1AM and I had forgotten my memory card.  I had no time to go back, so I bought two disposable cameras and took photos anyway.  I am going to drop off the film right now, but I am not sure if I can get them up today.  I am going to try my best. In the mean time, you have to watch this video, it is so hypnotic…  Make sure you watch until the end, its the best part.

I spent all day sleeping because I hit up the after hours spot (aka McDonald’s) at like 430 AM and hung out there until probably 6AM. These Canadian DJ’s I met both tipped the McDonald’s employee and they gave us tons of free food. Then we stood by a fence for like an hour and took photos. It was very slightly out of control. There was a girl with us who’s boobs are featured in this NSFW gallery, but the photos are really funny, so maybe your boss would appreciate it. So they are in fact SFW if you have a cool boss. Anyway… Check the photos. I don’t think I can update again today cause I have been helping my new roommate move in and I think we are going to get food and then I have to go to High Voltage at its new spot (200 Orchard).

So I have been completely slacking on posting Tight Shots videos. I really like this show. It is directed by my friend, stars another friend, and features music by the band I manage. Please GO HERE and watch the old videos, then watch this one below. This episode features my favorite song of the Greenland album. Sweet.

Growing up I was friends with a lot of skinheads.  And one thing I learned about them was that no matter how not racist they claim to be, they are still not the most PC group you will ever be.  All the funniest racist jokes I know come from my time spent hanging out with a DC skin crew.   This Is Enlgand is about a bunch of skins that are conflicted about race.  The group gets split up between two factions who are both trying to convince a very cute 12 year old boy to join their cause.  The anti-Pakistan skins and the guys who are just trying to get drunk and fuck shit up.

This review is not really going so well right now.  I don’t know why.  I had some ideas here, and now I am just writing poorly.   The last sentence in that paragraph is not even a sentence.  So I think I’ll just make some quick points and go back to sleep.

1. This movie was good and you should see it.
2. The day I saw it I was listening to Jimmy Cliff before I left, then the movie was filled with reggae and ska, and then at a bar later they were playing two-tone ska.  It is just sort of amazing that I listened to that much ska/reggae in one day.
3. My biggest problem with skinheads is that they exist to fight.  The whole thing is about drinking and fighting.
4. Q: What do you call a black guy on a bike? A: Thief.
5. Q: Why are racist jokes so short?  A: So the  dumb  rednecks  who tell them can remember the punchline.

Lastly, my favorite racist joke of all time is:  Q: What do you call a ______ (insert type of people) with a PHD?   A: ______ (insert racial slur for said people).  It is so universal because it works for anyone.  Yay!  And here is some footage of original skins who listen to reggae.  I’m out.

A day late, a dollar short.  My friend Kristine asked me to come see her in the Beauty Bar monthly beauty pageant.  Not only did she compete, but she in fact won.  The thing responsible for her resounding victory was her choice to stab her self repeatedly in the vagina with a prop knife.  It may or may not have made her cum; who can tell these days.  Anyway, the fact remains that she won $250 and I couldn’t be more proud of someone winning something I care so little about.  Also at the event was a tiny Marlyn Manson, which caused me to spend half the night thinking about which celebrity I would like to see a minature version of.   The answer is Wilford Brimley.  PS.  These photos are not very good, but they are of cute girls in their underwear, so that counts for something.

So my day job makes me want to kill myself.  Anyone have any ideas of something I could do that wouldn’t make me want to slowly cut off my neck with a nail file from a Swiss Army knife?  I have zero skills, but I have never really been fired and I have done all sorts of weird things in my life.  I ran a magazine, a record label, managed bands, booked shows, booked parties, promoted all sorts of events, photography stuff, I type fast, do some web stuff, I write, I’ve blogged for seven years, I have office experience, retail experience, manual labor experience, have a bachelors degree, and I eat pussy like a champ.  Sorry, that was uncalled for.  So fucking hire me for something ASAP, but be warned, my dream job is to be a hillbilly river boat captain, so if I hear back from Mississippi I am probably going to do that.

PS. I spent way too long working on this:

PPS. That photo was taken in 2002.

I saw King Of Kong because I thought I was going to go see This Is England.  It just wasn’t playing when I thought it was.  I had read about King of Kong and it looked good so I said what the hell and bought a ticket.  Five minutes in when I realized I was going to watch a feature length film about Donkey Kong champions, I had a bit of buyers remorse.  An hour and a half later I had changed my mind.  Not only was there enough material for a feature length movie, but the movie could have been much longer.  The story is about two guys Billy Mitchel, the bad guy, and Steve Wiebe, the good guy.  Mitchel set the Donkey Kong record in 1982 and spent the rest of his life being pretty psyched about it.  He is very cut throat and will do whatever it takes to fuck over Steve Wiebe the challenger.  These guys are so black and white that makes the fourth Rocky movie look gray.  Mitchel is Drago.  My main problem with the film is how much they left out.  I wanted to see more strategy.  I wanted to hear more about other classic games.  I wanted to know more about the federation that keeps records on these games.  Do they cover modern games?  And most importantly I wanted to see more footage of Pac Man, because good Pac Man playing is like 100% more impressive that Donky Kong.  See what I mean?

Also, when looking up that video, I found this video.

My friend Courtney was in town for like 6 hours. We got some food and because she is so tiny when she ate her stomach expanded and made her look pregnant. Her friend and I thought this was so amazing. I talked her into taking some photos and um… there you have it. NSFW. Click here to see her giant belly.

High Voltage has moved to 200 Ochard St. (Between Houston and Stanton).  Get excited.

Stephen of the Snakes birthday, Lydia was hosting… had to be there. It was packed for whatever reason. I brought Joe Swanberg and Teddy of the Gaskets. I don’t think they had fun. This girl Erica (Erika?) thought I was gay until I kissed her and I went home early for some reason. Oh, my little brother was there. More experimentation with longer exposures. Click for good times.

A week or two ago I finished Kiss Me Like A Stranger the autobiography of Gene Wilder.   I meant to talk about this a while ago, but I was out of town and since then I have read two books and started a third and so far it was the best of the 4.  (Although the Truffaut/Hitchcock book was very informative.)  Anyway, the book is clearly very funny, but it also deals a lot with his fucked up child hood and horrible dealings with women.  It is really about the loves in his life and less about the movies that made him a star.   He was a virgin until late at life because he thought God was punishing him and he prayed compulsively constantly for years.  His Gilda Radner stories are extremely touching and his conversations with Mel Brooks are hysterical.  All that aside, I have a very love/hate relationship with Gene Wilder.  Blazing Saddles is probably in my top 10 favorite movies, and if it were not for Wayne’s World being the greatest film of all time, it would probably be my favorite comedy.  That being said, Young Frankenstein is a movie that while I enjoyed as a kid, has become one of my least favorite films of all time.  There is exactly one reason for this:  At least twice a week for the last 12 years some asshole has called my EYE-gor instead of Igor because of Young Frankenstein.  You have no idea how often I have to talk about this fucking movie all because of this one seen.  God dammit Gene.