Your wonderful brain

Hello all- I'm off to Chicago, because I love it. I'm going to be a Cholo in Pilsen. Suck on that.
Here it is, your wonderful brain.


TRU LUV FOREVER!

The Haunting of Coneti....New York City

Me and my pals went to a haunted house last night. The one with the creeper vamp kid that has posters plaster all over the land. The one called Nightmare:Vampires. I was so amped, because I love me a good haunted house.
Let me tell all y'all- biznas was not that scary. Fun, yes, and giggly, but it doesn't take a half hour, it takes about 15 minutes, and its just... not that scary.
I mean they keep stopping you to watch "scary" and "phreaky" vingettes of people cutting themselves with a "knife" and (this one was wierd) a pole dancing stripper distracting a zombie (who totes "jerked off") so we could "get by unharmed", but the vingettes were kinda stupid, and it just suspended the idea we were in a haunted house. I mean they were wearing jeans and sneakers with a spppooookkkkyyyyy cape. TERRRIFFFYYYIINNNGGG!
You're not allowed to take photos in the HH itself, but afterwards there is a bar. So we drank (duh) and some of the cast from the house came out and chilaxed with u for a hot minute. Ballerest.Also, they never checked our tickets, so its safe to say that you could just hop in line right around the corner from the Angelica and go for free... but if you waste all that time waiting in line to find they actually did check for a ticket, and you didn't have one-So not my problem.
I want y'all to pay special attention to my baller silver sparkly shoes. They are fawesome, obvi.
Also you can go as a sexy slut for halloween. I think that's what I'll be instead. It's a really good and orginal idea.

WTF?

This is the first thing I remember greeting me as we entered Boston.
Allz I gotz ta say is WT Fuck?

Simon Ungers

I went to the Gering & Lopez Gallery to check out Simon Unger's latest work. I was supposed to be going for the 57th street galleries open night, but the weather was soooo yucky gross that we only spent time there. The work, however, was in stark contrast to the weather, it was fabulous.
He made these crazy awesome light boxes, which were so much fun to pose with and created just the most fantastic lighting to take people's photos with. Everyone felt gross though, because the weather makes no one's hair look good, and were reluctant to model. Except for Julie (she always looks stunning) and Ryan who are good sports.

There were also photos documenting installations of the light boxes in different locations, which were intriguing as well.

Bahstan- part duo

This is Jake. He was one of our hosts, and arguably the most gushy, adorable monster face of the two.

I heard a marching band. I love marching bands. We followed the sound. We ran into the most schizophrenic protest ever. There were signs for Peace, Love One Another, Against the War in Afganistahn, Iraq, Iran, the Gaza Strip. Bring our Troops Home. Create Jobs! Healthcare. Gay Rights. Some guy with the Quran. I don't know, they were confused.
I haven't marched in a protest in a hot minute, and Babs never has (odd hey? I thought all 17 year olds were required). And some very excited high schoolers encouraged us to join in, so we totes did.

In response to "What does democracy look like?" we shouted "This is what democracy looks like!" And we sang "You can't keep the people down!" And all sorts of fun protest cheers. They did thier job and totes cheered us up, made us feel empowered, even if we really weren't. Fun? Yes! Affecting change? Probablly not, but go kids! Tell 'em what's on yer mind!

Then in the Boston Commons we found a Zombie March. Uh-maze-zing!

BBBrrraaaaaIIINNSSS.
BBaaaaahhhsssTTTAAANnnnn.

Bahstan- part uno

Everyone knows, the only way to go to Boston from New York in via bus. The tickets are super duper cheap-o. You can take the Fung Wah, which I hear is an adventure on its own (apparently you stand on a corner in Chinatown, and hope you hear someone violently yell "BOSTON!" and wrastle someone for a seat.) which only costs $15. Charley, Babs, and I opted to splurge the extra 5 bucks and took the MEGABUS! Which is a double decker, and when you get to the front of the line you are a lucky and smart person with the first pick of seats. And if you're not a dumb dumb, you run upstairs and take the very front seats which rewards you with a full front window. FRONT SEAT ACTION. And if you're us, you'll bring vodka, so you can pretend your drunk driving a giant's bus.

Yeah, that's not just cranberry juice we're drinking. It made getting stuck in the bumper to bumper non-moving traffic a little more tolerable. It might have also made us alcholics...

Our friend Jersey was our hostess with the mostest. She brought us to downtown Boston, which I deduced is a big outdoor shopping mall. Thumbs Down.
Big statue of Sam Adams, Thumbs Up! He makes beer, right?

Other things I deduced from Boston, they have very odd things going on everywhere. Just keep your eyes open. Like they have an obsession with nuts...

Yeah, this car has balls. I don't know? There are people who feel like putting balls on thier car is important. They went out, spent thier free time, thier spending money to purchase a car ball sack, and then spent more of thier free time affixing the balls to thier car. I guess everyone has thier prorities.

We also happened upon a go-kart street race. Very dorky. Charley, Jersey, and Babs were into it though.

Why was this photo of a little boy next to the Fro-Yo stand? He's not eating any Fro-Yo in the photo. He looks decidedly French. And he also looks like 1994. None of these things in particular make me want to buy Frozen Yogurt.
I guess we'll never know. It will remain one of life's mysteries.

We also found an old ass graveyard. The stones were super worn and very cool. The dates went all the way back to the 1700's. Perfect for halloween. Spppoookkkkyyyy.

Boston

My favorite picture I took in Boston, and in a while.

Coming soon- the context of from where this picture was taken!