Fuck Your Kitchen
Drunk, nearly blacked out, and unsatisfied with his life, Michael (Or SuperBR*, as we call him) did his best imitation of a tornado in the kitchen last night. He pulled a bunch of old vegetables and sour cream out of the fridge and decorated the floor and walls with them. Our other two roommates were sleeping. Michael laughed when I warned him how mad they would be and he jubilantly screamed that he couldn’t wait until they saw his modern art installation.

And, of course, as any good bulemic knows, what goes down, must come up.
*the BR stands for Baby Raper
Improptu Fashion Commander 2008
Tonight is one of the first nights I’ve had to myself in a long time. Okay. I’m not exactly alone, it’s me and Hamm’s.


Yes. I’m drinking Hamm’s. I’m broke.
It’s a bit of a shock having to spend the bulk of the night alone. How does a young male like myself cope with such isolation? By utilizing the macbook pro webcam to take crapzor pictures of my recent used clothing buys. Time to indulge the gay part of my bisexuality. Fashion show!
Vintage Brown Button up shirt with dot patterns.
Purchased at: Bearly Worn, 50th and Division, $12
Levis Jeans
Purchased at: Buffalo Exchange, SE 37th Ave and Hawthorne, $28 (trade)
Adidas Shoes
Purchased at: Buffalo Exchange, SE 37th Ave. and Hawthorne, $24 (trade)
Green western shirt with star and horseshoe snap buttons
Purchased at: Red Light, SE 36th Ave. and Hawthorne, $18 (trade)
Brown perforated sports shirt with orange and white stripes
Purchased at: Red Light, SE 36th Ave. and Hawthorne, $14 (trade)
Seen Around PDX
I like walking. I like taking pictures. I’ve combined these two glorious pastimes and, out of the dramatic fusion came this dripping bloodchild: my new photoblog. Seen Around PDX.
I’ll be updating it daily with photos like this: 
Enjoy!














