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Showing posts with label melissa the cheese. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Thompson Hallowe'en Party

The Thompsons had their annual Halloween party this past Friday. If you weren't there, you missed out on some delicious food and Auggie's janitorial costume- complete with mop and bucket full of Coronas.

The hosts.


Pumpkin or carrot? You decide.


Shaka for all you braddahs out deh.


And Auggie, who was in town from Fresno and made this awesome costume in a little over an hour. Genius!






Avalon's face only means one thing...


DONUT CONTESSSSSSST!









Then it was off to Christine's house to visit her party for a bit, where I run into Danny with this being the first thing he says to me.

"Jason, wow I'm glad you made it. I'm going to the slammer."





Best guesses for my costume all night; pothead, Chinaman, railroad bum. I guess being a historical figure just doesn't cut it anymore.


Les capitaines.


Nick and Dan- Best. Team. Everrr.


OK. Who am I kidding. It's been over 10 pictures and you haven't seen the compulsory pictures that accompany a Bear's Den post with

a.) a party
b.) Bryan
c.) Tony

Well, dear readers, we've come to that point in the blog. Enjoy.

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fig. 2


fig. 3


fin

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Disneyland: Emerging Gang Problem? You Decide.

So I went to Disneyland the other day looking for what everyone else goes there for: a release from gang violence.



Unfortunately, Disneyland is no shelter to this thug life we livin'.



I kept running into this kid who wasn't only throwing up sets, but hollering at little old ladies to, and I quote, "move dey raggedy ass 'fo day get shot uppp."

Here he is puffing his chest out at that poor lady.


"Darren, do you want the frozen lemonade or the ice cream sandwich?" - Darren's mom

"Lemme get dat cotton candy. - Darren

Suffice it to say, it was pretty dangerous taking these pictures. I should have worn one of these.


The Cheese and I were feeling extra tough after dealing with Darren The Blood. And what else do you do when you're feeling harder than a hard boiled egg?

You get tatted, son.



In the heat of things, we forgot how to play checkers. Halfway through this attempted game we realized that we were using the wrong squares, and didn't have enough pieces.


I'm guessing this was Darren's favorite part of Disneyland- not because of the movie, but because it reminded him of his homie Nemo locked up in Chino Juvenile.


What better way to end such an impetuous day than to watch the sunset on top of a parking structure?

"Out on bail, fresh outta jail, California dreamin'," we murmur to ourselves.

"Soon as we stepped on the scene, we're hearing hoochies screamin'."


Oh, and here's the answer to last week's music question.



Chris K.- you're the winner! Expect your shirt before the end of next week. Here are the other results...

2.) Dan B. (texted me literally 3 minutes after I saw Chris' response)
3.) Nolan
4.) Laurie
5.) Dillan
6.) Amelia
7.) Joey Knuckles (even though you were 3246246736875637 hours late)

Pretty awesome that you guys figured that one out. I got some weird guesses from some of you that I'll keep to myself to prevent certain embarassment.

Here's an easy one. The first five people to finish this (call/text/reply to the bottom) gets one of my most prized possessions from Cleveland, that I just so happen to have a surplus of.



Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Sights To Behold

On Sunday I was lucky enough to score some garden box seats to the Hollywood Bowl to see one of my favorites, Devendra Banhart. He opened for the legendary Gilberto Gil, who also just happens to be Brasil's Minister of Culture. So, being that it was in close proximity to Jen With One N's birthday (which is TODAY!), naturally I took my favorite Jen (With One N).

Introduce a co-worker to their future spouse, and watch those favors come all the way home. Thanks, Liz- but don't let up, you still owe me, big time :)


Absolutely amazing seats. Only problem is that you're sitting with snotty L.A. people who couldn't understand why we went to see Devendra Banhart, or why he was even on the bill.


She was nearby.


Our humble picnic, trumped by the six course meals some of the other boxes had around us.


Luckily, we shared our box with other DB fans. They were gracious enough to share their brownies with us. Yeah, dude. Brownies.


Jen bought me this sweet pin from the Bowl Store. Score! Wait, wasn't this day for her birthday?


Let's have a face painting party.






There wasn't much room in that tiny box, so we decided to dance in the aisles, like everyone else was.




You have to love wine with a question mark on the label.


Even The Cheese and Nick showed up!


Check out the sweet concert poster for the evening.


Gilberto had the Bowl in his country's colors.


You know, for a man who turned 66 a couple days before the show, I've got to say that he's still got a few sexy moves left in him.


In the finale, Gilberto invited Devendra and Rodrigo Amarante back on stage to sing, much to the delight of myself and my friends.




It's like the line into Bryan's pants!


On our way out, this puppeteer had everyone dying. With the people selling the bootleg shirts and glowsticks, seeing this guy was a relief.


And as I mentioned earlier, today marks Jen With One N's 21st birthday! So if you're reading this and you forgot to wish her one, do it! Now! Or she'll kill you! With kindness!