Fernando Botero

back to colombia for a second. when we were in medellin one of the highlights was having beers and wondering around during the day. city is dope as hell; architecture, women, crackheads, trannies...basically tons of shit to look at that entertained. at one point we went to the Botero plaza which showcased tons of his unique sculptures that need to be seen to believed. so creative and interesting and simply amazing that he can construct such large figures with hella details and a smoothness that was pure insanity. i took a bunch of pictures so i figured i would fire them all up here right quick. for sure peep it if you make it down there, which you should. cause i said so and this is my shithole domain!

this one is for my big bro ryan orlando kelly. he loooooooooves the trojans. go figure huh?

this last one is my favorite. i put it last so it is the freshest and hypest in your minds...which one like best? lemme know...good times i tell you, good m-fuckin times.

alfsanity

check this shit. blowin up son!

Tennis Partners Galore

we created a sunday tennis league that hasnt really taken off but we have had a few good showings. this set of pics is from my first week and Team Party dominated that shit. Iona and me rule. we are winners is basically what i am trying to say. these tennis courts are the best; full view of city, plenty of other people to annoy with loud music and constant yelling, balls flying all over other peoples courts and nobody cares about beers and insane outfits. perfect cause those are the things we are into. if you are in the area feel free to join anytime, costumes and positive attitude a must muthasuckas!

Team Party getting emotionally and physically focused to crush the competitions ass.

jt and i were having a ball. dancing all around while i was winning and he was cruising the losers bracket all while pissing his tp off...this gal:

she was tryin real hard to catch up to him. impossibility.

this is how we rolled. championship secure, we danced.

the crew was more solid than this but these guys made it till the end. league is still raging so come get some if you think you can step. beeeotch.

fest de amor

a month or so ago the SFC held its annual lovefest, this event is just insane. thousands upon thousands of people get together under the veil of love to eat drugs and dress like assholes. count me in. madness i tell you. met up at saw v's house and walked straight into the heart of it all. basically there are a bunch of floats with thousands of people around them dancing to whoever is dj'in on that particular one. it all basically sounded the same to me but i was getting hyped as well. picture halloween for the girls cause it was basically an excuse to dress like a bit of a ho. wandered around for a couple hours until i had lost everyone but chip and bounced my ass out of there. see ya'll next year...

saw v was fired up and put together this hot little number. kelly didnt try so hard, her and i were in the same boat.

chip and i lost in time and love.

the crew feelin the love.

this guy had one too many shots of love joose.

i bought this gem off the street for a 5 spot. it is a sleeping bag for a small child. i chose to rock it as a scarf.

i really appreciated this outfit.

hatefest? weird...

the juxtaposition on this one is glorious.

scouting for some more clients.

everyone loooves the hula hoop. ever seen "the hudsucker proxy"?

amazing.

peter smolik? chip lurking harder than ever?

who doesnt love butts?

eat one less pill next time homie...

on the way out, looking back into the pit of love. only in sf baby. come get some friends...