Pant's are for sissy's.

I just went outside and forgot I wasn't wearing pants.

311 @ Festival Pier - Philadelphia, PA - July 13, 2010

Last week I went to my favorite band's show at the Festival Pier in Philly. What an amazing fucking show! The boys were definitely on point. If you have never heard 311, or even if you have, I suggest checking them out. Amazing.

www.311.com

I had a photo pass for the show, and here are a few of my favorite photos:

I took almost 400 photos and got about 130 decent ones. If you'd like to see them, check out my facebook!

Bexx Photography

Will you go to the prom with me?

I don't want to go to work today. I work for a photography company and travel to high school proms to help the photographers. When I was in high school, I never went to a prom. I've been to over 10 in the past month. Some are entertaining, but most are boring. There was one prom that one of the kids was dressed as Lady Gaga, there was a midget, and a couple got into an argument right in front of my table. I felt bad for the kid, he was pretty bummed after his whore of a girlfriend pranced off to the dance floor with out him because she was "mad". I tried to hear what he did to make her so mad, but to no avail.

 Another prom I went to was so awful. The hall it was in smelled like old people, the decorations looked like they were from the dollar store, and the balloons just looked down right sad. I almost was expecting to see them have sad faces drawn on them. I understand not every school has the money to throw their prom in a fancy country club, but seriously? I'm pretty sure having the prom in the school gym so you could afford better decorations at least would have been way cooler. The prom itself was a pretty boring one. Except, that there were two cops guarding the door. The one was telling us stories. He told us one where at a high school there was this kid (let's call him Bully), who everyone thought was a tough guy. One day, he waited in a hallway for another kid to pass by so he could beat him up. Later, the cop had to watch the surveillance video to see what had happened. Bully was hiding as kid came down the hall. Bully jumps out and starts hitting kid. Only, Bully is surprised because kid kicks Bully's ass. Bully then shits his pants, literally. The cop also said Bully was wearing shorts. You get the picture.

 At the same prom, all the dude's decided to take off their shirts and just wear their tux vests. It looked like I had just walked into a gay club. Also, there was a coat closet in the hallway we were sitting in. There were crowds of kids standing in front of our table for quite awhile so I didn't notice anyone go into the closet. However, I most definitely noticed two kids coming out of it....sweaty. The thing that pisses me off is the principal literally walked into the closet a few SECONDS after the kids walked out. She totally missed them! What an entertaining sight that would have been to see them get caught. Yea, I'm an asshole. So what?

 I just hope tonight has something entertaining happen. I can only sit for so long and wonder why some of these parents let their girls come out looking like hookers.

Hair cuts and fish heads.

I got my hair cut today. I needed it, I was starting to grow a mullet. The woman cut it super short. I almost cried when I got back to my car. I think I was over exaggerating. To me, it looked like this:

(Why do I only have one arm? And anyone else think my head/hair looks like a fish?)



This is what it really looks like:  (Notice my extremely happy face.)

So...its not as bad as I thought. It pretty much looks like all the hair cuts I get, so no one will probably even notice I got it cut. Fucking assholes.

Happy Birthday Nick Hexum!

Nick Hexum, from the band 311, turns 40 today! I have been a huge fan of the band since I was 16yrs old. It's crazy to think its been that long, and also makes me somewhat sad that we're all getting old. Anyway, Happy Birthday Nick! I still haven't forgiven you for getting married to someone other than me. I mean, I've had a crush on you since I was 16. I think I deserve your weiner in my butt at least once. Just sayin'

Internet Wife.

Steve: "I gotta start looking for a wifey."

Me: "Buy one on the internet."

Marshmellow Pirates

Sexy Marshmellow Pirates

Man Over Board!

Quoted

"Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant. But it's very important that you do it. I tend to agree with the first part. "-Tyler Hawkins, Remember Me

Quoted

“Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"” -John C. Mayer

Wtf Ron Weasley!

I had my very first Harry Potter dream last night. I'm not going to go into detail, mostly because I'm not very good at that. But, I will tell you that it started out with me (I was a wizard too!) and the rest of the Potter crew, including Harry himself.

 (Our wands look like turds.)

We had to go through some sort of maze, much different than the Goblet of Fire maze in the movie (:sigh: Robert Pattinson). As we go through, of course things start to happen around every corner. Ron turns into some horse/man thing, kind of opposite of a centaur in that he still had a human body, but had a horse head complete with his red hair. So we let him leave.

More things occur, and we decide to come back later. (I know, not something the real HARRY POTTER would do.) We go to the mall food court, because you know there are tons of those in the magical world! (Wizards like Auntie Annes pretzels too.) We see Ron motherfucking Weasley sitting there eating....with no horse head. That fucker was faking just so he didn't have to go through the death maze.

I woke up sincerely angry.

Faint Resemblance

Wait,
I'm not listening to you now
I wasn't listening to you then
I know that nothing will be the same again
There's only so much I can handle
Only so much I can take
Before my knees start to buckle
And my arms start to shake

Have we been here before?
Will we be here again?
I don't know how much more of me you expect

Standing here right now
And I beg for you to let go
I dread the day you finally do
And I fight for your attention
Too little too late or too much too soon
And how will this plague the time
We share from here on out
And how long will this taint
All these words spilling from my mouth

Have we been here before?
Will we be here again?
I don't know how much more of me you expect

Standing here right now
Standing here right now
I'm standing!

And have we been here before?
Will we be here again?
I don't know how much more of me you expect