Looking guilty! Smiles, what were you doing with my new toy while I was out? As if watching wasn't enough, you pervert! God, don't you just want to pick that black eye snot out of the corner of his eye? Damn his eyes look so awesome.
I found this awesome store on Fullerton Ave. I explored west of Pulaski!
It's a store full of Mexicans, piñatas, and CANDY. It's actually called CANDYWORLD. Of course, I just about came myself walking in the door, what with all the bright colors and characters, and especially with our birthdays right around the corner! Mark and I decided that we must adopt one. The Spanish speaking guy that worked there told us in broken English that they were all 12.99. But no whores. Whores is more.
He meant the big horse! haha!
It's a party and you're invited! Mickey poses for a picture:
Notice the drunk Pooh bear falling over in the background.
I hope to one day be backed by an army of piñatas.
This is the clown we adopted. We're gonna fatten it up, then kill it and eat its guts! I just hope we don't grow too attached.
I also hope Mark doesn't care that I am posting pictures of him on my "blog". Oh well, it's not like anybody even knows about this existing!
The rest of the weekend was fun because on Memorial Day we did mushrooms at a BBQ. Mark came up with a new hit that goes a little something like this: "I'm a Jim Jones kind of lovin' man..." We found this stick that had centipedes and spiders imprinted in the wood. It really did, this was actual REALITY, we weren't just tripping. This fact was confirmed to be true by our jealous non-tripping friends. Since both of us are totally self-involved, we forgot that maybe it's kind of rude to go to a BBQ tripping without having more to offer. This was especially evident when we were rolling on the floor laughing and spouting out nonsense while they were soberly watching. We kept hearing the occasional "man, I wish I was on mushrooms!" Eventually everyone was drunk though, and it was great!
I only wish that my camera could do mushrooms too! Then I could share with you the sink eating my beer can while the BUSCH letters were floating off into the air. Or the crazy pointy clouds that looked like if you poked them, they would be made out of some kind of hard fossilized material. The trip started out kind of slowly though, and we started thinking the shroomies were shit. I was trying to force myself to find Bob Ross's face in the clouds, as though that would be the catalyst that would push open the doors to psychedelia. I mean why wouldn't it? It kind of worked too, soon after everything fell into place.
I felt so in love with the world... oh the world should do mushrooms together!
This is my baby!!
I'm having lighting issues with my camera. I'm not the best photographer. But this flickr thing is kinda fun.
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