Hopefully see some of my wiggers from 1998 pictured here.
Speaking of the ol’ East Hartford posse – big shout to my homeboy Session (seen holding the grape mad dog 20/20) – who was just featured on Vice.com in an incredible feature detailing his career as a giant casting agent for some real ass videos.
How did you celebrate Memorial Day? Let me guess – a BBQ? A concert on City Hall Plaza in Boston? Getting drunk at a bar? – admittedly all of those things sound like fun, but let me tell you how I celebrate our nation’s fallen heroes..
The only way I know how: shooting guns, conquering nature, getting black out wasted at NASCAR, scoring pussy.
Let me preface this by saying 1) This is not a cry for help. 2) I am not really looking for sympathy or a pep talk 3) I just blog reality. I always have and I always will.
The last 8 – 9 months have been real difficult for me. As always, change seems to hit me in big waves. As many of you know I recently moved away from my friends, family, and colleagues to pursue what I would like to call “getting my grown man on”. I’ll try to shorten this as much as possible – because many of you already know the sob story that this is ultimately about.
As evidenced in the recent and much discussed S.H.I.T. shows from 2009, if there is one aspect of my life that I am not good at handling, nor will I ever – it’s breaking up with a girl. I can just picture ON&ON and Marty collectively rolling their eyes at this point and just saying “Here we go…” I get it dudes. It’s cliche. Fuck you because there is actually more to the story. Keep reading:
Is anyone impressed by anything these days? I mean really… I feel like I have already seen it all because of the internet, but for what it’s worth – getting a sick blowie from a groupie whilst performing on stage is probably the biggest G move of 2013.
Props to Daniel Brown.
I’ve been really busy. But I haven’t forgotten about ya’ll.
To prove my loyalty.. here is a video that describes my life right now:
there’s a theme in that video that is kind of subtle..
can you guess what it is..?
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Good kid. Mad city.
East Hartford, CT. circa 97
#jeanshorts #meccausa #wiggergang #racialconfusion
“My physical frame” is not exactly one you would find in a medical journal with the words, “a healthy human being” underneath it.
Anyone that has shared a room (or a van) with me over the years knows that I have sleep apnea. Meaning, I snore loudly and stop breathing while I sleep for an extended period of time. I mean, I literally just completely stop breathing. Usually when I am in a deep sleep and this happens these events are accompanied by a dream of me drowning, getting choked out, suffocating, etc. What I have found incredibly odd is that these dreams sometimes actually fade to black – as if I am actually dying.
The medical condition in itself is pretty annoying physically, yet imagine if you are rooming with a fucking total prick (a la DJ ON&ON) who happens to loudly scream every time you fall back asleep and begin snoring – as if his loud yells will somehow cure the condition..
TYPE OF SHIT I WISH THERE WAS A 24-7 NETWORK DEDICATED TO. I WOULD WATCH ALL COT DAMN DAY.
GetOnDown.com finally launched today. Check it out and buy something.
Been working on it for like 3 years with many peoples (including JKFGT) and now the orders are finally rollin’ in. #swag
Also was in the Boston Globe today. No big deal.
I also woke up from a whiskey binge this morning completely hungover, threw up in the bathroom, spit up blood, got a nose bleed, ate two Ibuprofen 8 hundos and passed out until mid afternoon.
How was your day?
Hollar at the gods:
jumptheturnstyle@gmail.com
send dem pix. prove your worth.
