Saturday, April 30, 2005


Check out this book. One of the greatest cyber punk stories I've heard. I can't really say read cause Justin and I listened to it everyday when we were driving to Glenwood. Back when there was a reason to go to Glenwood. Anyways, great fuck'n book.
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Friday, April 29, 2005


Drove to Glenwood yesterday. Turned out to be a great day. Saw / tattooed / hungout with Megan. Everything was just... cool.
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This is the way Colorado weather runs. Get a suntan on one side of the highway.... Hurricane on the other. The bummer was I had to head left.
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Terri and Tavin stopped by da shop. I was showing her how easy it was to take pictures of yourself. Tech-Nal-O-G is a wonderful thing.
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Thursday, April 28, 2005


So I stopped by Walmart on the way home tonight. I needed laundry detergent and pre-made chocolate chip cookies. Sorry dad. Cookies go great with making fun of Smallville. Anyways... Walmart is like the fucking social hub of this damn town. (Arrrrrrghhhh... Vegas soon... Vegas soon... Vegas soon) I ran into one girl I went to high school with. Same story I've been hearing. Married, divorced, kid... Alcohol class... Domestic violence class. She told me she ran into a guy that used to go to high school us. Real scum bag... goes without saying. So I guess he told her that he thinks I'm a cop. I haven't seen this dumbass in 13 years... haven't thought about him in 12... and he thinks I'm a cop?!?!? I guess I shouldn't be surprised.. She bumped into him at a Greatful Dead tribute band concert. What a dumb fuck. Oh yeah, and drugs don't make you paranoid. Anyways, enough of that shit. The real reason I felt like writing is because when I went to check out I ended up standing behind my former neighbor. I had a huge crush on her back in the day. I mean huge. Inspire you to create art kind of crush. We hung out for a summer one year. Things didn't go well, which is usually the case with artists. (that's my excuse and I'm sticking too it) Long story short, the last time I saw her I was bouncing at Nicks and pretty drunk if I recall. I might have seen her coming out of a bank once but nothing note worthy. Anyways, I was standing behind her and her (boyfriend?) and I froze. She looked at me I looked at her... and nothing. I was thinking about how bad I wanted her back then. How I give anything to be with her. She was an artist (better then me) beautiful (model) funny. All that shit. I starting thinking about how much of my life would different if things went my way. Holy shit. Thank god sometimes the answer is no. Crazy what a little time and perspective can do. Of course then I started thinking about my life today. Situations today. Okay I understand that sometimes unanswered prayers are the greatest gift in life, but for fucks sake. Doesn't the answer sometimes have to be yes. How would we know joy without pain. Light without dark. I just want the other shoe to drop... soon. You know.. I figure if I bump into her again I'll ask her if she's still doing her art, and talk her into doing some flash for the shop. Or I'll just chicken out again. "I'm nothing but a coward, baby" (-pwei) What a fucking day. At least Smallville was funny... or more precisely Justin, Craig, and Tommy Boy were funny.
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Tuesday, April 26, 2005


Here's to the crazy ones.

The misfits.

The rebels.

The troublemakers.

The round pegs in the square holes.

The ones who see things differently.

They're not fond of rules.

And they have no respect for the status quo.

You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,

disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.

About the only thing you can't do is ignore them.

Because they change things.

They invent. They imagine. They heal.

They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or sit in silence and hear a song that's never been written?
Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

While some see them as the crazy ones,
we see genius.

Because the people who are crazy enough to think
they can change the world, are the ones who do.


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QUOTES:

"I never think of the future. It comes soon enough."

"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one."

"The eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility."

"Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler."

"The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax."

"Sometimes one pays most for the things one gets for nothing."

"The only real valuable thing is intuition."

"If A is a success in life, then A equals x plus y plus z. Work is x; y is play; and z is keeping your mouth shut."

"The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources."

"We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them."

"Technological progress is like an axe in the hands of a pathological criminal."

"Education is what remains after one has forgotten everything he learned in school."

"The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education."

"Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater."

"As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain, as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality."

"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."

"Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods."
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Monday, April 25, 2005


So this a movie my Grandfather was in. He plays the judge. I just ordered it and now I'm waiting for the dilevery. Can't wait. Here's a rundown....

http://www.babysmommadrama.com

This is the story of 4 different guys. They are from different worlds, but they have the same thing in common. “Baby’s Momma Drama”. They all end up in court and in the pursuit of justice, find out something else. They find out that it doesn’t matter if you are black, white, latino or asian, if you are in the system, you got “Baby’s Momma Drama”. Their lives will never be the same.
The court doesn’t want you to see this film, so check it out for yourself. See if you don’t know someone that is going through or has gone through this. It is real funny to watch, but when it happens to you, you won’t be laughing much. You could be next.
As fathers, we have experienced the suspension of driver’s license and the impounding of our automobiles and the seizure of bank accounts and homes. The court doesn’t care that you no longer have transportation or a place to live. They just want the money.
Without the car and the driver’s license, there are choices that have to be made. You must get to the job. Wherever it is. This is real and happens every day in courts around the world, not just in the U.S. This happens to men around the world, U.K., AUSTRALIA AND EUROPE. When you go to court, you are not allowed to voice any dissatisfaction. If you raise your voice you could have a felony on your record. Now you are a criminal.
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Justin hooked me up with a couple shirts. This one is quickly becoming my favorite. Right up my alley.
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Friday, April 22, 2005


This is JR. He and I went to high school togeather... good ol' class of 94. We also worked at Nicks togeather. It was kind of cool hearing where the people I went to school with are now. I skipped the 10 year reunion. They never liked me why the hell would I want to go and spend a night with them. Junior told me about people being married... kids... divorice... who found Jesus... who's in jail... who died. 10 years,,,, feels like I'm following a Grosse Point Blank kind of life.
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Thursday, April 21, 2005


This is what I was wearing.....
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And this is what it ended up doing around 3 PM. I'm not crazy.... it was in the upper 70's in the AM. ARRRGHGHH.
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Damn...Damn...Damn
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Me at the Triangle Club. At the time of writing this I'm 3 years, 1 month, and 21 days sober.
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This is C... over a year ago. Real cool chick. There ware some things I was going to say about her, but her current boyfriend might be reading... hehehe. Oh well.
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C and K. Yet another reason to get back to Vegas.
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C... one year sober....S.D. I wasn't there but still it's pretty cool.
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Monday, April 18, 2005



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Tattoo comix
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Tattoo comix
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Tattoo comix
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Tattoo comix
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Sunday trurned out to be a pretty good day. Tattoo in the morning, big steak for dinner, followed by a R 'N J Cuban cigar. Not to shabby at all.
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Sunday, April 17, 2005


So I figured out that having a large tattoo on my leg, is a lot like have large breasts. When I walk anywhere now, people just stop and stare. I must admit it's pretty intresting. Actually it's pretty fucking cool. Some people look kind of "oh shit here comes trouble" others do the "damn that's cool" thing. I'm a walking study in human behavior.
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"Hellllloooooo. My eyes are up here" (in my best valley girl voice)
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This is Craig. One of the fantastic four... and by that I mean he's one of the four pieces that make living here more fun. He came by today just to hang.... and watch me make a fool out of myself.
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Work...work...work. God life is good.
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I decided to do a little promo work last night. Snoop Dogg had a concert so of course Vail was packed. Club'n.... alone.... fuck.
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Hand stamps. I can't belive how much I've changed. I used to love going to the clubs alone. You know... go where the night takes you... whatever. Now I'm like... fuck this. The only plus I have is that I drink cheap. All my drinks were comped last night. Guess they thought I was a D.D. I still tip though. Of course. I think the other issue I have is I always look like a bouncer up here. I'm always one of the tallest people in the room... which is good for me... but few people will look you in the eye. And I've grown to dislike drunk men. When they get their fucking testostorne going... awww shit. Smelly dumb fucks. I thought I was going to get in trouble once or twice last night. I can't belive I was one of them... only worse. I think I'm going to try and avoid going out alone from now on.
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My welcome home from a night of morons.
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My station..... my clean station....
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My station.. oh hell yeah
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Justins Station
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Our computer station now.
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Saturday, April 16, 2005


If someone ever want's to tattoo you with a "gun" like this... run. Don't even say good-bye. I was a tec. at a adolescence drug and alcohol rehab, before I came to Colorado to be a tattoo artist. I know. It sounds and is crazy. Anyways, we conficated this little beauty for one of the clients. Walkman motor, eraser, few wires, battery, mech pencil, guitar string, tape. Pretty cool for what it is. But then you have to think about how many people have been carved on that guitar string and what's left on it. HIV, HEP A-B-C, plague... god only knows. I think a tattoo shop is a little safer, don't you?
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I woke up pretty early today. Well pretty early for me. I'm such a Vampire. At this point I'm getting ready to walk out my door. I've got to trek down past Glenwood Springs, hook up with Megan. Stop by Walmart and pick up a new camera, drop the old camera off at the old shop, pick up some Krispy Kremes (they're sold in a couple gas stations... no real locations within 100 miles) and try and make it back to E.V.I.L. by 11. Yeah... that didn't happen... more like 11:30-12.
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At least the snow is gone from my front yard. Nice, warm. Felt like it was going to be a good day.
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2 hours of drive time this early in the AM should be outlawed. Rockstar drink had to be followed by a Starbucks double shot. Oh and on a side note... that "T" above my head was made by my friend Tara on my last night in Vegas. I tatally forgot about it until I saw this picture. Destructive friends.... what can you do?
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One car accident.... and it made the front page of the local paper. I guess everybody wasn't having as good a day as me.
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I brought a bunch of stuff down to Megan. This was the last bit of supplies she needed to get her operation going full time down in Roaring Fork Canyon. Disposable tubes, outlining ink, fill black, biohazard box, and a couple of other goodies. I'm so happy she's 100% now. I'm elated for her, but also it's one less thing I have to sweat about.
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Megans disposable tubes.
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End of a busy ass day.
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This is how dar it is at my house after midnight. Quiet.. real quiet... and black as ink. The only way to tell where the mountains are is to look at where the stars end. That was the biggest thing i missed in my Vail to Vegas move. The stars. I could count all the stars I could see in a Vegas sky. Now I see satelites crusing in space, and so many shooting stars, that I'm begining to the Jimmney Cricket if full of shit. I mean if that wish upon a star stuff is true, I should be swimming with hotties in a pool full of hundreds. I guess that what happens when you put your hope on a talking bug, wearing a top hat. Drag.
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Somewhere back there is Courage... the black dog. At least I think he's back there.
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As it turnes out... making your own needles.....can be dangerous. I'm reminded of the Dane Cook bit about getting a little burn, and not wanting to take a shower. And to hell with the guy who invented steam. MEDIC!!!!
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Saturday, April 02, 2005


Check out wetasschonicles.com. I could explain to you what a wetass is, but I think he does a better job of it. It's a real cool blog. I love reading about ocean adventures while I'm 8150 feet above it. Worth a look.
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Megan and I last summer. What a hottie. She's not bad either. The shirt says it all.
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So I get done tattooing this guys leg last night.... around 11:45... and I'm hungry... real hungry. I didn't have a chance to eat all day. So what are my options.. Dennys. (augh) Once a season... maybe. And definatly not alone on a Friday night. Other option. Coastal. The gas station. This was my reward for a hard days work. Breakfast, lunch and dinner of champions. I really miss Las Vegas sometimes.
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Yet another reason to move back to Vegas... and people out here wash their cars while it's snowing. It drives me fucking crazy.
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