international garbageman.

i've managed to get some old iggy pop on my ipod in the last week and have been rediscovering certain iggy albums that i used to love. soldier, party and new values to be exact. not albums people stir up when they speak of him, usually the idiot, lust for life and various stooges albums get more play...but i love those middle career albums...
i'm none to happy with pacific honda as they charged me and extra 54 bux to check into why the lights on the elephant dim sometimes. sure, it took them a couple of minutes i'm sure but they were already under there doing other shit...i will not be back. fuck 'em. i'm outta there.
on the way home from pacific honda i saw a guy climbing a light standard in front of sunrise grocery. i had to stop and get a pic. and i figured out that the guiys below had promised the poor street dude 5 bux if he went to the top and back. kinda dangerous for 5 bux.



went out for dinner with megan tonight to yoshi on 16th ave...a very good sushi joint that corie took me to, for my first time, a few weeks back - when we ran into devon. it's good there. we ended-up sharing a table with two other guys because there were no other tables available, and we didn't mind siting with them and they didn't mind sitting with us. another couple declined sitting with us. fuck them. they were still sitting and waiting for a table as our first bit of food was coming. idiots. out table mates turned out to be a couple of good guys who at the end of the meal decided they had to ask me about my stitches. we didn't chat that much with them but they were good guys. megan was a little disappointed i think that i didn't take blog photos of our pals - she thought they were kinda cute i think...and i'd have to say - and i ain;t that way ya know, but they were a couple of good lookin' dudes.
then we went to dairy queen.
i need some serious relax now.

night.

g. xo