So then there's more of this 'go-see' model test photo stuff... Manute
was like "you should tell
those girls about NWA night" and I'm like "they're all like 15 and
either foreign or with their
this is the last time I'm going to show you guys any of these pictures,
because, as I
said, I feel like a tard about it. I enjoy doing the photos, but
know it's later'd.
Manute and I were supposed to DJ at a bar called Anatomy... like
a Ninjas side project.
Evan, he's requesting 'Squirrel Bait.' Manute is nowhere to be
Ted, I feel like I'm catching some vibes from you
like as if I'm sleeping with one of your
ex-girlfriends or something... it must be my imagination.
Oh shit! Eastern Exposure!
Then Manute showed up like two hours late and completely wasted...
he was too drunk
to even ipod dj.
Manute grabbing the bull by the horns... he left a few minutes after
this so I dj'd by myself for
6 hours, but at least I got double the money.