Messa Paint And Morphic Destortion...

Ripped this 'lil MOFO out from the show below... it's a bigwun.

Space Pirates Gunning Lightning Laserfire... Operation Ghost Storm A Massive Success...

Ghostland Observatory taken in with the best of best company... pinch me 'cuz I may still well be dreamin... the BADASS of all BADASS...

The first time I've taken in a concert, live, on the face of the moon.

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Words can not begin to describe... only...

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THE. MOST. AMAZING. NIGHT. OF. MY. LIFE!

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XO

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Happy Birthday Wartz!!!...

I suppose, I may be a day late, considering it's technically tomorrow down in Ozzy-Australia, but it's still ringing true in your homeland sucker!

The happiest of Happy Birthdays to you Wardo...

Wish I could share in the fun... considering your legendary history of *ahem* playing with cake!!!

Sending your present in the mail this week... but you've got a little pre-view here... so you know I didn't forget...

See... I remembered... with help from WB... who flooded my thoughts yesterday... forcing me to finally finish it... true purpose masked by the playfully feigned vanity of this silly ghost, who relentlessly kept telling me to finish his portrait... not realizing the crystal clear timing or message until this morning when I saw the calendar... funny, funny that.

You two will always be my best devil dogs.

xoxo

Lots of Love!

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Keeping Score And Tally Marks...

So here's what 27 looks like... sketched in mechanical pencil just past the astrologic shift at the ungodly hour of 3 this morning... right after I finished inking in flats for work... hence the tepid tired gaze. LOL. And... like every passing year... I still can't wait till I'm 80!!!
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Small Town Summer Things...

Road tripped homeward... southward bound...

To La Super Rica chilesquilles Thursdays...

And twirled umbrellas to the rusty sounds of old Dixieland Jazz...

In the land of cherry vintage joints...

Brought out, this time, for the Village 4th parade...

That didn't exist back when I lived in town...

But I'm glad it does now...

Cuz confetti eggs made their early debut...

And Bodi became a drunkard...

And Cor shot 'em up...

As we gazed at North town burning...

Under the vanity of patriotic pyrotechnics... 'MMMMERICA, FUCK YEAH!!!

And we ended 'er off... sailing the 101 to the 405, down to see Harlow in LA for fancy ass sushi... before I hit the red-eye back to NY.