Cultural Reproduction,

Gone With the Wind,

Baseball Players are Junkies,

Plucky Duck Management Corner,

I manage the kid on top from that Chelsea corner on bottom. Come find me on Sixth ave. around 7pm if you are interested in using him in your next Burberry, RL, Belvedere or Kohl's campaign.

The Illusion of Wealth,

All work and no pay,

Fuckitall,

Pens just scored. Never buy a HP product, HP computers are fucking useless. So much potential yet the inability to perform when it really matters. Buy a Apple.

I'm really just publishing something now because i don't love the picture below of Marilee, i mean, Marilee looks awesome, but the effect with the white in the bkgrd didn't come out as powerful as i had hoped. Whatevs...

I'm kind of extra stressed today, woke up out of a bad dream and have just been in one of those throw shit up against the wall moods:

No more breaking rules and i got new shoes today thanks Grandma!!!

john john

ok so here is a picture that is (seemingly) unrelated to my message in this one;

but the point is i'm going to DJ one night a week at a spot and even though it isn't going to be on sundays (all though it could) really the point of this one is that john john should move back to New York so i can rep him and we can start a creative team as a side project. oh so the picture would be the poster for my DJ "party" but yeah pictures and words cool man just send that shit out there like whatthefuckever

Yours to keep,

I was supposed to only put pictures that i took on this website, but i keep coming up with pictures I had nothing to do with but can't help it because THEY ARE FUCKING CRAZY ASS PICTURES, RIGHT??? but although at this exact moment i haven't decided what picture i am going to put up the next one will be mine...

(tick, tick, tick)

I know its blurry, i painted it in watercolor muhfucker. take a step back then.

I want to add another one. I'm getting a dog and i have a picture of her, but i know when i get her i am going to take too many pictures of her and will ulitmately oversature its1982, so i am just going to wait on it.

Ok, so this one breaks two rules, one: no (recognizable) shots of me, and the one from above, two: that all pictures are to be taken by me at its1982.

Ok, but i have another one, and it breaks a rule but who cares i really love it.

This is my 'little' brother Jesse about to ruin some kid's life in a rugby match. It's playoffs right now for him and he is doing pretty well. He gets most of his points off his toe, 5 for 6 in the first half of his last game to make 15 (45-0 shutout f), but also scored a try (his first) in the regular season this year. If he wins this weekend I get to see him play the following weekend! I requested he cleated a kid in the neck during a victory pummeling and tell the kid that this was for his older brother. Holy shit, i just got chills thinking about it, playoff rugby and my brother in his gear and last year. Go Hopkins!

It's kind of the same thing: part II.

Ok these pictures seemed more similar in my head than before i put them ON MY BLOOOOGG BLOGS AAAARE SOO COoL and i have another one of john john that is more similar to the young lady (who i help manage, 'cause i'm a hussla baby) but it is too big and is it weird that i have two POOOSTsS in a row of johnjohn?

It's kind of the same thing.

This is John John, This is Jimmy.

Countdown to rent payment:

six days. And i don't know how much money i have. I should probably check up on that. As soon as I get some free time.

I went on two auditions last week.

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha. Come on, laugh with me. Hahaha.

Too bad i suck at acting, the one job would have paid my rent and grocer's bill for three months.

I'll leave you with a visual hint as to what the auditions were for.

Other things i need to do: rewrite "Elle and Guy", shoot "Elle and Guy", buy some books to better myself at the agency and switch to a gmail account.

God it is going to suck to switch over.

Rent is due in 11 days...

and here is a voyeuristic view into the economy of a perpetual intern:

Even funnnier is the fact that i have a Discover card coming in the mail to me that i didn't sign up for. When i got the confirmation email i called the company and the woman explained that i might have accidentally clicked on one single button while on the internet and that would have been enough to apply and be approved and have an active card mailed to an address. They should look at the pic above and see if they really want to give me some plastic;

"All I had on me was a credit card and a gun."

I am still paying off bar tabs from summer '04. But at a minimum payment of 25 dollars, 17 of which go toward interest, i'm sure Discover would love me as a customer.

Eat shit Zombies i'm still going to be big time.

Sunday

Steelers today. I will probbly watch some at my new job. It is another barista positon but we have a big ass plasma and the owner is all for playing sports games on it all day. "We have every channel imaginable and every soccer and baseball game you could think of..." He tells me. Luckily, dude is from India and cricket is his main bag so I really can watch whatever i want.

Hopefully it doesn't matter and the internship pans out.

Frenchie hasn't been gone a week left and i'm already out of trees and this is what my fridge looks like.

Fuck football bring out the Pengs!

Late July I was fired from my job...

This is what I did in August:

Saw Chicago with Grandmom and Mom,

went to the movies,

helped Benny celebrate his 25th fucking birthday, (video coming later)

did some reading in Maine,

then Frenchie and me capped off my job search with an extended stay in Montauk.

Bet you my bank account is scarier than yours is!

I took over 200 pictures in Maine,

Here is two of them.
That is step grandmoms Marilee on top, and the view from her kitchen on bottoms.

Fucks up marshmallows bro, for real.

This is George, bka Grandpops and I think that little fucker on the left stole his 'mallo roaster.