Showing posts with label matlosz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label matlosz. Show all posts

Monday, March 7, 2011

bank shot

after writing about street art in dogtown, i discovered banksy. no one knows who he is, but i’m sure im not him. i appreciate his art as well as his sense of humor. and the irony of street art leading to vandalism (in the form of cutting the stucco off a the side of a building to steal his works and sell it on ebay) makes me like it that much more. probably not what he had in mind when he did his graffiti removal piece. on the other hand, i applaud him for finally getting that old eye soar tanker
on pch removed. i liked it banksyfied. it
 reminded me of the oil
pumps painted to look like animals. too bad
he didn’t get a cut from the highest bidder. 
not that he needs it.

those who saw the movie while i dealt with the flakey babysitter felt like they were had.
there was more talk about bonus points. im thinking field trip. send in a picture with you beside a banksy original wearing your moty t-shirt for an extra point. or if he infiltrates your top march madness pick you’ll get an extra point too.

now if i could just figure out the tabs/margins on the darn blog... 

march madness selection sunday is march 13.
the stick and stein has closed their doors so
we’re still working on the pop a shot portion.
any suggestions

more info from n.g. and j.p. soon

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

wild in the streets

that was wild!

after grading tests, discussing the finer points of pulling pints, shooting shots and evil tattoo art on a young girls arm we decided it was time to hit the road. this is all fine and good as long as you’re not a) drunk. b) madd. c) driving. d) going too far.

“A drunk driver is thirteen times more likely to cause an accident than a sober one. In the United States, more than 30 percent of all fatal crashes involve at least one driver who has been drinking. During the late-night hours, when alcohol use is greatest, that proportion rises to nearly 60 percent. Overall, 1 of every 140 miles is driving drunk, or 21 billion miles each year.”

that said, you’d assume it would be safer to walk right? well let’s examine these statistics.
“Each year more than 1,000 drunk pedestrians die in traffic accidents. Compared with the total number of people killed in alcohol-related traffic accidents each year--about 13,000--the number of drunk pedestrians is relatively small. But when you're choosing whether to walk or drive, the overall number isn't what counts. Here's the relevant question: on a per-mile basis, is it more dangerous to walk drunk than drive drunk? The average American walks about a half-mile per day outside the home or workplace. There are some 237 million Americans sixteen and older; all told, that's 43 billion miles walked each year by people of driving age. If we assume that 1 of every 140 of those miles are walked drunk--the same proportion of miles that are driven drunk--then 307 million miles are walked drunk each year.” – levitt and dubner

doing this math, you'll find that on a per-mile basis, the drunk walker is eight times more likely to get killed than a drunk driver.

j.d. summary:
We successfully made it through 5 of the 7 scheduled stops – short two stops only due to logistical reasons, not through a lack of consumption or a willingness to consume. Most of us downed at least 7 beers, two shots of Jagermeister and one shot of Jameson. According to my calculations that should have put most of us over the legal limit with a manly blood alcohol content of approximately .155%. No wonder that last round of 4th Grade math questions were seemingly so difficult. In the end only half of the group was able to correctly do long division (some clearly with the aid of an iPhone or other calculator), 40% were able to do simple multiplication, .16% (that would be two people in all) could multiply out a simple exponent, 33% could do addition, and only .16% (two people) could count how many beers they had throughout the evening.

here's how the points staggered out:

1st place df (aka master of all games that involve drinking)
2nd place fg  (aka the only master of his faculties while drinking)
3rd place jb (aka beer chug master)

discretionary points:

j.b. but you can call him 'ice pack'
s.m. nicknaming our waitresses barbie and skullie
j.d  a well deserved coordinator point

way to go! john d

Friday, August 20, 2010

casting your shadow on the social networking green

it took a fair amount of urging before i joined facebook (the terms friended and poked were somewhat intriguing {as well as "syn syn/ack ack" which i am almost certain is a snowboarding trick}). i eventually signed up, logged in and even posted some pictures. it was fun at first. then it just became another neglected email account. f-book etiquette has always been a concern. avoid too many solo cup pictures, don't include your kids names with their photos and monitor your older kids accounts (thank god i’m not there yet – i can’t even monitor my own) – basically, stay on the cart path. i've probably typed twenty things in that status box. then just before hitting send the thought - who really cares that shawn is contemplating the phrase the edge of the universe - delete.

i used to said i only check my account while getting my oil changed, but now it includes the doctor's office waiting room, the airport and in line at the dmv. i’m not much of a wall poster because there is no way to cover your divots. i don’t think i have any good fail stories, my most awkward f-book moment would be accepting a friend request from a deceased person. here are some really embarrassing ones www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/12/08/the-funniest-facebook-sna_n_383847.html#s55567 .

Friday, July 23, 2010

with a lot of and about links

there have been a lot more new old school tags poping up in dogtown. it got me thinking about the old pacific ocean park and how this area of santa monica and venice has developed since abbot kinney began long ago. through all of it’s twists and turns, i’d say it probably isn’t far from mr. kinney’s original vision.

in the 1950's lick pier started to make it’s transformation into a 28 acre nautically themed amusement park called pacific ocean park.  but poor management, arduous maintenance, falling attendance and a few mysterious fires led to it’s demise. in the late sixties the ruins became a hang out for the local kids. the remaining pylons were in the shape of ‘u’ and created a somewhat secluded surf spot known as the cove.     it was a very localized and dangerous place.  today, the only remaining evidence is a few signs warning   beach goers of objects beneath the surface.  from that wreckage the infamous zephyr crew was born.  they brought with them a cutting edge hardcore vibe that still has a presence in surfing and skating today.

this is the dogtown these marking are commemorating. i hope it’s just that samo high is out on summer break.  or pray lords of dogtown might be playing at the leammle. unfortunately, i think it is related to horizons west closing it’s doors. i hope the building hasn’t lost its landmark status. r.i.p. abott?

the golf event is planned for saturday, august 28th at the lakes of el segundo around 3pm. we need a headcount by the 19th to book the tee time.



Friday, April 30, 2010

they don't make 'em like they used to

knocked the bonnet off it...

so it came down to the future “pharmaceutical” dealer delivering the goods to all the i.v. keggers or the eventual “lead” footed architect in his sports car hauling through holland. i must say it was very close, but the point has to go to the prick.

thanks for the stories