On monday I went to lunch with Chris at Groucho's, and I figured I would take a video, "Chris Style". [If you don't understand why this is indicative of Chris, go read his blog.] Here it is:
Once I met up with Chris, I learned that he had a new pair of sunglasses. Pretty awesome.
We laid out at the pool for the rest of the afternoon, and then went home to play Pandemic II together. Pandemic II is this crazy game where you have to evolve a disease (virus, bacteria, or parasite) by tweaking it's symptoms and resistances in hopes to wipe out all the Earth's population. It's actually really hard, because freaking Madagascar closes its ports before our diseases "Rap-Metal" or "Aurielle", could ever reach them. We finally got it done with our disease, "Chris and Chase". Figures.
Tuesday was also a great day. I got an Email from the guys at Stay Gold. If you remember, they have sponsored my band, and given us all sorts of free clothing and other stuff. Chris and I ran some errands, and then met up with Andy. We tried to go see Batman, but freakin Carmike had false times posted on the internet. Unbelievable. We ended up hanging out in Chris's bed, no homo.
Here's a picture of me trying a pair of Vans with a tux, to get an idea for the wedding. Chris apparently added a new piece of equipment to his assortment of weapons. Andy called it a "Shotgun Coozi". I tried to take a picture of the 3 of us hanging out, and my thumb accidentally covered the flash. Check it out. After a while of watching Ali G, Chris and Andy began jumping on the bed. This picture is awesome. Chris kicked us out after that, because it was getting late, and I think he wanted to wack it.
Yesterday, I went to lunch with Andy to Groucho's (love it). Andy had never eaten there ?! Here's another intro video a la Chris:
Here are some pretty good looking photos documenting my friends at Groucho's.
Zack Spurlock was in town yesterday. He's the dude that tattoos me and all my friends. Here's a rare picture of Zack outside the tattoo shop, making fun of Chris. After several of us ate big burritos, we went to Manifest and I bought Hopesfall - "No wings to speak of" 7' EP, as well as the Patton Oswalt CD/DVD and a Suffocation album. Chris, BJ and I ended the night with a trip to Krispy Kreme. If you have given up clicking on pictures at this point, I encourage you to at least view these last few. At Krispy Kreme, BJ knocked over his milk on himself. It was all over him, even in his shoes. Of course, instead of helping, Chris filmed and I took pictures. BJ's sentiments. Chris has this thing where he parts his hair, and it always makes BJ laugh. As we were leaving, BJ left his his straw in his Mr. Pibb, and Chris knocked it out of his hand, covering BJ's other shoe in Mr.Pibb. Rough night for BJ.
Lastly, BJ gave me a going away present. It is amazing.

Tonight is my last triva night at Hudson's, follwed by a private screening of Stepbrothers.
WOOOOOOOOO!
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