ess oh vee! part deux

lady sovereign came back to make amends for the debacle that was her last SF show and we got free tix. 'twas, as the kids these days say, epic. she claimed early and often to want to rock hard and she was ultimately successful. there was even a heckler dressed as a jelly donut with an entourage in tow (i swear i am not elaborating or exaggerating in the least) that she handily dismissed as a "little bastard looking for some spotlight" and subsequently dedicated the fake-tan track, Tango, to his grandmother. i was ready to jump-kick the donut in the face in the parking lot after the show for 15 of shane's dollars, but cooler heads (aka: my wife) prevailed and i was dragged out of range, left to seethe and declare my hatred for dorks dressed like donuts unto the homeless men begging for change and the universe at large...

and now gentlemen, please remove your hats as we observe a moment of silence for our dearly departed 1988 Buick LeSabre, known affectionately to some as Sally, who was declared today a "total loss" by 21st century insurance, may she rest in peace.

continuing the car theme

it's a little confusing to walk out to your car in the morning and find this, instead:



yeah, it was stolen. the police found it later today in pittsburg though. one more urban-life notch in the urban-life belt...

on the plane to chicago this morning i sat next to a sweet old lady who had crystal lenses on her eyes, like, replacing the organic ones. i didn't even know you could do that! i'm totally getting them when i'm old, along with loads of other bionic stuff. it was an expensive procedure but it cured her cataracts and she said she saw new ranges of color along with fixing her nearsightedness. awesome. more awesome than lasered eyes.

i need sleep now.

car show

micro armored car (or something?):


tokyo drift:


sex:


rear view tire:


video koi:


xbox suzuki:


clown, lady, death:


revolutionary trunk:


california dreamin' trunk:


california dreamin' dash:


california dreamin' door:


minivan as bass box:


untitled (self portrait with/in vehicle eye), 2006:


angry scion:


percussive scion:


not owned by a person for the ethical treatment of animals: