You're a Fruit

I've been under the weather lately. Waking up to cobwebs of moco in my nostrils and filling the banister with tissues of colors: white, vanilla, yellow, and green. But at least I'm not HIV positive. This is my attire for when I feel bad. MJ gave me this blanket in the winter of 2005. Thanx, babe. You'll catch me doing a Dracula pose if you live with me.
I started doing caricatures. I have another batch that takes inspiration from Mitch Clem but I'll reveal that one later. I made some back stories for these three gentlemen. Chuck engages in recreation, most notably buying prostitutes during his work break at Red Lobster. Every pay day or when they disperse tips he goes to the back alleys or bad sides of town and gets a lucky toothless lady to unwrap his plantain. Scooter is a petty thief who steals shit he doesn't need. You'll find maxipads, light bulbs, and novelty t-shirts from Walgreens in the trunk of his car. Tick is a retired drug mule that now works at Smash Hit Videos and devotes his extra time to his cat's blog.
Erick, Jessica, and I went to Beck and MGMT. Yasmin was nice to give me a birds view shot of us. You can see me holding an overpriced light beer. They also served five dollar weak margaritas.
Afterward, we went to Marlyn's party somewhere on Los Angeles. Everyone was dancing and making blunts and talking about Beck and MGMT. I was apologizing to everyone that I weirded out earlier at the show.
Jessica and I then took a nice walk to the second Beck/MGMT show downtown. We walked with my Carta Blanca and danced a little. I then bought a lot of Shiners at the coffee shop. I met up with Wolf Motherfucker, and the performers from that show. I was feeling up someone's beard at the show but I don't remember the details. I think it was Blake. Sorry!
MGMT played Electric Feel which I missed at the official show. Beck's guitarist is a cute goddess that is loved by everyone she meets. And Beck is, like, five five. But he seems to love El Paso so god bless that little angel.
This is a goddamn sexy picture of MGMT.
Sunday I joined the boys on their Sunday ride. I thought of it more as a prolonged ride to the Tap, Blaine's idea every time I'm sure. We loitered at the Sun Bowl while everyone on a fixed gear did tricks and stuff. I broke off around Sunset and rode back to my car and headed home for some homework.
Monday I went to see The Mars Volta with my friend, Mark, a number one fan of The Volta, and an ex-Juggalo, and Rick. I met up with Rob, Pete, Taty, and Hola. It was my first time seeing the band and it felt good to pay only fifteen bucks. The drummer was goddamn amazing. However, I wished there were more dance moves on stage like I had been promised on their many Youtube videos.
Danielson is back in town and that means trouble for my liver. I'm excited for the fun times ahead and the many Halloween parties and costumes, and for Soulwax on November 1st.