Brad Gelber is either a very bad actor, or a very good actor playing a very bad actor. Either way, he’s the newest in the stable of AHTBM hired talent.
“Without question.”
One for the weekend from El Lucho.
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Monthly Archives: April 2011
This is a bicycle machine related website.
Therefore we should discuss aspects relating to riding of said bicycle machines.
Hugs, drugs and a mention of bed bugs.
It occurred to me some time recently that I have sorely neglected the mail bag since my return from San Diego. I suppose with that realization it’s only right to shake the sheets and see what’s been hiding in the proverbial folds.
High on life, your wife, and Barny Fife.
Heeeeey maaaan… Happy 4/20 and stuff, but like, four days late.
Some Turbojugend for the weekend.
In honor of Yesterday’s news, I offer a bit of classic TBRNGR.
I live in the future.
The cat was finally let out of the bag on Monday when I posted photos that I actually took a year from now;
Inspiration is sometimes born from curious circumstances.
This past weekend I was supposed adjourn to Austin in order to attend my baby cousin’s wedding, but as I was standing at the top of my stairs, ticket in hand and bags packed, fate reached out its third arm and changed my directive.
More mishmash than you could shake a stick at.
As per the usual state of (dys)function that exists around here, I will kick today’s post off with a correspondence that will hopefully lay a decent foundation for whatever follows. And as I sometimes do, here is a photo of an actualy foundation to illustrate my point;
(Those are a lot of sweet bricks.)
One for the weekend from CFO.
Inspired by this video, I’d like to wish you all a happy National Record Store Day. Turn off your itunes and go drop some hard earned cash on a slab of wax.
Second to that, make a zine, do a drawing, write a song, be creative. Support your independent everything.
Don’t cry for me, Art Gentina.
A peculiar aspect about working for one’s self, is that even in the event of a vacation, there will still be responsibilities of some sort waiting for you when you get home.
(This image is supposed to convey a guy saying “I’ll get to that in a minute. Right now I’m just gonna party.”)