St. Patty's Day 2002

Well the morning started out like any other St. Patty's day. F-ing wasted from the night before. I decided to wake everyone in the house up with some good ole' Flogging Molly's. Sam cooked up some awesome morning grub. Hashbrowns, bacon, eggs the works. I decided to opt for the high butter breakfast. I was bet that I couldn't eat a stick of butter that morning. Not being one to turn it down I boldly took on the challenge and ran (well choked it down) with it.

I don't know if you've ever tried to eat plain butter but it is probably one of the most fun things I don't ever want to try again.

Here is me taking the first bite. I threw some hashbrowns into the mix to see if it would mask the butteriness.


Here we go bite two, taking the hat off cuz I don't need any lepracahn help on this one.


Ok...I take that one back. I do need some help.


I had to go out to our front yard (yes that's a couch) to get some air to get it down.


I did not make it. I had one bite left and threw up when I put the last bit in.


Here is the punishment for not finishing the stick of butter. As you can see by his face Matt is so Giddy to hit me over the head with a frying pan.


So i decided to drown my sorrows, sore stomach and couch (yes I'm taking a piss).


So I couldn't finish the butter and yes we threw the couch away. Moral of the story, you don't get famous doing pussy shit, but you shouldn't eat a stick of butter to get there.

coming next: Visiting April in Europe

If you haven't noticed a trend with a lot of these pictures they depict young people binge drinking and ruining their lives...or you could depict these as young adults having the best time of their life which is only "INTESIFIED" by the incorporation of a social lubricant.

The following pictures document the time that Brad, Aaron, Matt, Joe (my younger brother), my dad and I journeyed to the land of the Great White North...CANADA!!!!!

We hopped on a plane to Alberta, Canada, namely Banff. This place was awesome except for the extreme cold.

Aaron is pointing to the ridiculous cold that we endured when we were snowboarding, -15 celsius (whis is 5 degrees Farenheit) this is midday to, it got even colder in the night.


Brad decided to ambush my ass when I had my feet strapped in, I took it like a man though.


Here we are on our way out to the local watering holes for the night. My younger brother is on the right and he is only 17 at the time. The legal drinking age in the providence of Alberta is 18 (1 yr younger than the rest of Canada). I gave him my birth certificate to try and get him in the bar. The first place we went to the bouncer checked his certificate and this is how it went.

Bouncer: Do you have anything else, I can't accept this?
Joe: No that's all I have man.
Bouncer: I don't know if I can let you in, I usually need a picture ID or something...are you gonna drink alot?
Joe: Yes.
Bouncer: Allright...head on in.

Us celebrating our victory over the man. Check out how Mutha F-ing hardcore they look.

So we set out on a mission to take as many pictures with random girls, we tried to make sure they were hot at first but then the social lubrication dropped our standards a little.

The Asian chick on the right was UNBELIEVABLY smoking. Plus you could see through her frinds shirt. I know we are yet simple men.

Here is Matt and Aaron posing with some random girl. If you look closely at the door you will notice that it appears to be wet. This is because Aaron got lazy and didn't get out of the car to puke.

Rewind 3 hours to the first bar. These girls were twins, and we thought they were the hottest girls there, but as you can see, they are not. But their twins!!!

The girl on the left has been blurred out for your protection. Because she's F-ing ugly. The other two, farily smoking with a side of cowboy hat.

Coming next: St Pattys Day 2002

More Pics from Colorado

I was looking through my friends pictures and came across these gems. These were taken during the hot body contest at the mid-mountain lodge. I forgot to mention before. If you couldn't tell before my outfit was awesome. Thunder Road lightning bolt t-shirt, bandana, aviator sunglasses, swimming shorts and teal long underwear. I was f-ing ready to tear this thing apart.
Here is me warming up for the "big" competition. Always make sure your loose so you don't pull anything, well unless you're gonna pull some trim.


These girls wanted to wish me luck before my sendoff. Either that or they just wanted a piece of the Otis.


Here I am post victory. If you notice anything missing in this picture it is pretty much all of my clothes except underwear. You know what they say, "skin to win!!!"


This guy was awesome. Aaron had him convinced that he was Blue Note (I think that is what the jersey is?!?!) fan. His hair should speak for him.


Coming next: More history as you know.

Blast from the past cont'd

So did I mention that I like to travel? These pictures document a little of our (Aaron and mine) trip out to Steamboat Springs Colorado. This place is sweet. We took a Greyhound bus (1 of 7) out to Colorado. It took 27 hours. Aaron and I decided that we were going to drink heavy in the beginning so we would pass out. That plan worked great for the first 3 hours, that's when the people on the bus decided to pass out the "FREE" liquour and beer. Let me paint a picture for you:

Aaron: Dude what are you going to drink?
Garth: I have gin and tonic, man Gilbey's is the shit!
A: I have vodka and lemonade. This is a great idea! (insert holler)
G: [To the bus] Come on guys lets parrrrtaaaayyy.
BUS: shut up!!!
A: Come on don't be such pussies.
G: Yeah were hardcore are you hardcore?
BUS: SHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
{time lapse 3 hours and 1/2 fifth each}
A: I think that did the job I am going to pass the fuck out!
G: Yeah me too, see you in Nebraska.
BUS: Whoooooooo pass me a beer bitch. Chug that shit.
A & G: FUCK!

When we arrived in Steamboat it was awesome. They had a few events lined up for us. Keg tosses. Bar crawls. Hot body contests (more stories about that below). Chicks in bikinis (which we saw very few of.

This is Aaron, myself and a couple other people after the "Hot Body" contest. I am not wearing a shirt because I ripped it off during the competition. Yeah boy, I competed in that shit. Aaron is not wearing a shirt because, yet again people had to wash their clothes in the middle of the night and there is nowhere else to do it. We're on a fricking mountain for christ's sake.


This is from our last night in Steamboat. We had just finished our Irish Car Bombs (Jaemson dropped in Guiness). If you can't tell by his face the Asian guy is "WASTED"!!!!! The place we went to was sweet. You grilled your own steak and shrimp. So if the cook sucked that night it was you. I tried to return mine because it was overcooked, "I said medium dammit!"


This is me pre hot body contest. The girl on the right of the pic is Kristy, she took second place in the women's division. The girl on the left seemed pretty ditzy but I'm sure she was a great person.


He's a model american citizen. With his can of beer, blonde lady and american flag. That shit brings a tear to my eye.


Here is Kristy trying to dominate my leg, or maybe just looking for a nice place to sit? The guy on the left of the pic competed in the Hot Body contest with me. See the hat on Kristy, that's her prize for coming in second place. Ask me if I won anything.


I won a free trip back to Steamboat Springs (lodging and lift tickets)! How did he do that you ask? I took the place by storm. I have to find the pics but to set the stage...YOU DON'T GET FAMOUS DOING PUSSY SHIT! You might want to write that down, its a good nugget of knowledge.

Next: Debauchery and Fun (trips and crawls)

Who would win if Chuck Norris and Helen Keller got in a fight?

Sorry No Pics. The answer is obvious: 7.

I really enjoy Chuck Norris facts.
I really enjoy Helen Keller Jokes.
I found the ultimate combo today on http://www.chucknorrisfacts.com/
it goes a little something like this:

• Helen Keller's favorite color is Chuck Norris.

Fine'.

Blast from the past

So I told you I would bring you some junk from the past. Let me catch you up to speed then.
As I said before I went to and graduated from Michigan State University. I shared my time there with quite a few people. These were the guys that I spent most of my time with:
Aaron, my roommate freshman year. We went in blind (no preference on who we got) and wound up living together Freshman, Junior and Senior Year (junior year part two for me).
Sam, My neighbor down the hall who I also lived with Jr. and Sr. year. He was a manager for the MSU Men's Basketball Team. Who brought over a couple of those guys which I caught in bed with some girl, but it was my bed.
Matt, who I lived with Senior year and now lives in Marion, Arkansas across the border from Memphis. Whom I just visited recently (pics to be posted soon).
Keith, who came as a packaged deal with Matt and loved country music, two tracking and UHF.
and
Brad, who we never lived with me but was around a lot of the time. He was a motorcycle/car/snowboarding nut.

The places that I worked during college were:
Shaw Hall Cafeteria
Holden Hall Cafeteria
Good Times Pizza
Cold Stone Creamery
B.D's Mongolian BBQ

My main places of residence at MSU:
Shaw Hall
Haslett Arms
&
506 Charles street owned by Don Behm resided in by the above named with the usual visitation by Brad. Below is a moderate documentation of our times at 506 Chuck.

This is our Kitchen penninsula over looking our romantic fireplace. These girls were a staple the second half of Junior year. (L to R Erin, ???, Melissa, Garth, Katie, Aaron, Kathleen and Ashley)














This is my ex-girlfriends brother Adam. We were actually twins seperated by race and at birth. As we were being attacked by these women Aaron decided to see if anyone neede to wash their clothes (upper right hand corner).














A usual night at 506 Charles. We usually had a good turn out of slues and Gibronies.












Here is Matt with a random girl. She was cute though.














A typical game of how big is it, Ailsa and I knew that this kid was lying...it's way smaller.














The neighbors kids woke up the next morning to a passed out bum...nah it was just your friendly neighborhood drunk college student that gave an answer to, "You bet I won't do what..."













Next up we have "J-tear" If you ever see this kid punch him in the face. He owes Sam and I $400. He ditched out on paying us 2 months rent after subletting from us for a summer. Then Sam ran into him at the bar and tried to bum money for a drink off of Sam. His distinguishing traits ar: Red hair, Detroit Tatoo on left arm and he wreaks of cheap, trash and utter suckage. Punch him in the face next time you see him and tell him its from Garth.



















Probably the best drunk picture ever. This is our neighbors swing and I can't remeber what's going on but they are probably arguing about whether the two line rule in Hockey is legit or not.














Sam just raked it in with the ladies (don't worry Alma this was before you).












Brad (center throwing the westside shocker) and his clan (Ryan with his toungue out). The girl was a roommate of my wife in college. Her name was Hillary.












Maybe I should have just called this post the Aaron and Sam post. This is us on our way to Rokk out at a beach party. We are F-ing Hard Asses, aren't we? YES WE ARE!!!













This is the same three guys at Sam's Cousins house in Cleveland. The house was sweet and so was their Bull Mastiff.














Coming up next: Part Two of the College years

Karaoke...Japanese for F***ING GOOD TIME!!!

So there I was...(insert old west theme song)...at the old wagon wheel...I had a few of my partners at my back, a mic in my hand and my best girl by my side. It was Banaza and shit!!! Well I had some lady with a wicked face at my side yelling at me not to bang on my mic but that part is irrelevant. It was Friday night Karaoke at the Wagon Wheel in Northville. We packed up our bags and yet again, let me reiterate, yet again wish Victor farewell. This kid has more farewell parties than Jay-Z and P-did..Puff..Sean Co...that rapper who knew a lot about something to do with Ben Franklin, put together. And WE'RE supposed to buy him beer. Anyway we rolled in and tried to take the place to the bank but were stopped by Lisa Lisa at the bar because apperently there are other people who like to drink as well.
So we did what we do best and thats drink and pretend we can sing and dance. See for yourself.

Aaron hanging at the sweet condo above Jenga.















Brad was thinking that it is a lame idea to go to Northville. We should just stick around and give Jenga a run for her money.














Fast forward to the Wagon Wheel. April had just finished with a "Shoe Party" so she was in high spirits. Aaron had just finished with a rock out session on the drive over. Band: Pearl Jam Album: Brand New Intensity: 15 (out of 5)














April felt that I had spent too much time behind the camera and thought she should document for a bit.














Ehren and Garth rokking to Road house blues.














Ehren thought that sexiness was in order and Garth felt ROKK intensity was called for...April went for happy drunk super go go fun time.














Ron was not phased by the ROKK intesity.














Masimoto (left) neede support for Paradise City.














Victor and Co (forgot the name) give the performance 1 thumb up, which is biased because he was part of the troupe.














Don't worry, the lip marks aren't from Matt "huge F-ing Cigar" Guy. Their from a different guy who looks like April.














Jim decides that he is too sexy for this pose.














April on the other hand is not too sexy for this pose. Aaron decides to point his head slightly to the right but misses big time.














The no named girl is deciding wheter or not Masimoto is sexy enough to make out with. Turns out that his is too sexy for it and the make out session doesn't happen but a Taco bell Session is in his cards.














Ron, Victor and I have too much fun posing.














But apparently Mosimoto's fun could not be stopped. This is his samurai pose.














Now he's just being silly.














Katie just ate my nose, which april is all grossed out over.














This guy used to be a wrestler but now he pretends to take pictures with his magic hand camera's (too many suplex's to the head). Did I mention that April loves ear wax.














Katie is happy, Allison is appalled but they are both deciding whether or not they will be the only two girls at their place after the bar closes and they will have a bunch of guys over fighting whethet it is more important to try and sleep with them or go and get Taco Bell. A glass will be broken and food will be consumed. That's my call at least.
















I had to slip this post in here. I am on http://www.fark.com/ while I'm posting this. Fun to follow:
LA's first Latino mayor in forever will skip out on immigration rallies on Monday. Will concern himself with more important things like LA pretending to be interested in receiving an NFL franchise.
http://go.fark.com/cgi/fark/go.pl?IDLink=2040581&location=http%3A%2F%2Ftoday.reuters.com%2Fnews%2Farticlenews.aspx%3Ftype%3DdomesticNews%26storyid%3D2006-04-29T120337Z_01_N28405852_RTRUKOC_0_US-USA-IMMIGRATION-LOS-ANGELES.xml%26rpc%3D22

This is the second time Allison's boobs have been grabbed and Katie had been in the picture. Coincidence? I think not, plus Katie can't get the guilty look off her face.














Sweet sweet drunk girls. The Best.














Parthiv throws down some morphing for his Indian homies.














The man: Garth
The song: Heartbreak Hotel
The Attitude: See the next pic below














The Old guy grabbed this chick and said I can dance like Elvis wanna come home with me?














I couldn't be shown up by a girl so I grabbed my second (or third) girlfriend for the night. A fun guy needs an old woman to make him feel good. She did have gentle hands, I mean she was the karaoke pit boss and when working with laser discs you must have kid gloves.














Good Night Detroit (or Northville whatever)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!