Posts Tagged "Friday"


Scandal Makers

Ah, Friday. It feels good to be inside you.

vaporizer elbow pack Scandal Makers

8 PM on a Friday is probably the most pointless time you could possibly choose to update a blog at, but when the blogging gods call your name, it’s wise to listen to what they have to say. Usually, all they want is a fresh flick of some artfully-shot sweater meat, but this time, we decided to trade boobs for drugs and pussy. That’s right. I got your pussy right here, boys. Me-yow.

gozer portrait Scandal Makers

Disappointed are we? Hey, it’s not my fault you never learned what homonyms were. If anything, you should be disappointed in your grade school education, not me.

This one goes out to all of my readers who aren’t out doing something with their Friday night. Just doing my small part to help in any way I can, because, man, you guys are nerds.


When you're not near us, we're blue - oh, Friday, we love you

Ah, Friday. A happy ending if I ever knew one.

skull heart sunken eyes When youre not near us, were blue   oh, Friday, we love you

That’s all for today, chums. What, you expect me to actually do work or something on this sacred and blessed day? People who work 9-to-5 jobs don’t work on Fridays, so you’re sure as shit not going to catch a bum-ass freelancer like myself breaking a sweat, unless I have, like, a really hard time opening a beer or something.


Zero hour, 9 a.m.

Good morning, folks. Can we all just breathe collective a sigh of relief since, at last, our day has come. And by “our day,” I mean Friday, of course. One day to rule them all, one day to find them, one day to bring them all, and in the darkness get belligerently drunk and pass out on the floor somewhere.

That said, I’ve been working my knuckles to the bone all week, so I’m taking the day off. Taking the day off, and taking off, to be more precise.

jeffersons whiskey Zero hour, 9 a.m.

weed in vial Zero hour, 9 a.m.

Elton John vs. Scientist — Rocket Mon In Dub

See you when I land, fellow space cadets.


Reaching for the light

Ah, Friday. Has there ever been such a dedicated and faithful friend? Every week of my life, Friday’s there, at the same exact time. I think… no, I know… I love Friday.

cup of tea with light on it Reaching for the light

succulents reaching for the light Reaching for the light

When it comes to vegetation, herbal remedies really are my preference, but succulents are nice if you like watching your plants slowly die. This little guy is exhibiting a natural process known as phototropism, or, more colloquially, it’s when a plant goes through a kind of “Tim Burtony” phase.

miller lite cap on brooklyn lager bottle Reaching for the light

Limited edition collabo.

Just in time for Friday, too.


Witches' Brew

When inspiration runs dry, make sure your cup does not. This is kind of a hodge podge, but who says we can’t have a little fun?

friday im in love Witches Brew

In truth, that’s pretty horrible advice. I was talking about Mountain Dew, anyway. Despite claims to the contrary, alcohol isn’t a very good cure for a creative block. On the other hand, it is a really good way to forget you ever had one.

More importantly — how about that scythe straw, eh? Eh? Sure kills a stupid little cocktail umbrella, right? I’m thinking about getting a couple thousand made — figure they’ll be great for birthday party goodie bags, the kids will love ‘em.


So this is Christmas

TFGIF, right gang?

rows of beer cans nba jam arcade game So this is Christmas

string of christmas lights So this is Christmas

Oh, btw, that stands for “thank fucking god it’s Friday,” just fyi.


Over the Moon

The worst Fridays are the ones when you’re so burnt out you just want to take a nap.

tired moon Over the Moon

Well… maybe drink a 40 first… then I’ll see if I still feel like napping.

happy colt45 Over the Moon