Day after. Banana muffin. Triple shot coffee. Great hat. Better leather.
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Sunday, May 22, 2005
Okay. I didn't take any pics of Rick and myself going to Mexicali, Mexico. I figured I just have to use my camera to pay off some crooked Mexican cop. But here's how it went.... After traveling for about an hour we rolled thru some small piece of fly shit on the map, where sucide must be a daily thought. I failed to notice a local black and white following us, which would've been info to know since I chucked a cigarette out. He paced us and yelled at me about how a lit cigartte is like a stick of dynamite. I didn't get it either. But it did make for some good jokes later on in the trip. We made it thru the border with only a little hassel. Just some guy looking at us and saying it was okay to proceed. Rick introduced me to a strip club called the Miau Miau. That just about says it all. What I didn't relize was that Rick had more juice in that club then a California orange grove. It was like walking into one of the clubs back in Vegas with my father. I must say, I was impressed... or depressed.. I always get those two mixed up in a strip club. Anyways, I walked in and there were girls saying whats up... the door guys were giving him pounds... and the DJ screamed "RICK" and then somthing in broken english. At this point I'd like to point out a couple guys that just made the night.. Enrique... the funnest little mexican gopher in history. He stood by the table all night. Lighting out cigaretts, dumping our ash trays, getting us drinks (coca-cola for me). Also a big thanks to "Fuck-Off Luise"... he didn't speak any english... but we managed. If you needed anything he was the go to guy. We'd give him a name and he'd bring back the girl. He'd was a good judge of charcter to. At one point we had some guy talking to us trying to practice his english and Fuck-Off Luise almost threw the dude out. It was pretty cool. Fuck-Off Luise got his name because anytime a girl was dancing for us, he'd come over and start talking.. HENCE..... Fuck Off Luise. Highlighs included every chick digging my tattoo.. one even licked it before I knew her name (cute girl.. but..ick), meeting some nice metal loving chick that was super cute... and some regular girl (not a stripper) getting pulled up on stage and... well... earning a few dollars. Anyways, awesome time. I was able to buy Rick a beer.. which was cool I guess... intresting.... for sure. I highly recomend the Miau Miau and if you can book Rick as a tour guide... do it. On our way back thru the border we were bombarded buy windshield washing kids and a car load of cute girls.. (and two guys). Rick being MR. Smooth... and buzzed decided to pay one of the kids to wash not only our windshield but the girls as well. It worked. After talking to the swarm of beauty in the white four door (and two guys). We left Mexico with a plan to meet them at the 24 hour Jack-In-The-Box. The border crossing was fun. I was sober a sober can be.. buzzing only on the 7 cokes I drank... and so when the guard looked in the car and laughed (she was cute).. I told her we were coming from church.. she laughed harder. We went to the burger joint and chatted up a couple of cuties intil the sun started coming up. Nice girls... I looked at ones tattoos and told I could fix the piece of shiiii... art on her ankle. Yeah like I'll ever see or hear from her again. The guys they were with were just dumb drunk kids... and I was cracking wise all over the place. Rick was a great wing man. I was the Ice Man to his Maveric. It's really cool to have quick witted, funny people around. We got back with the sun peering into my room, but it was all worth it. Not a bad story to have for my first time in Mexico. Thank you Rick. Thank you Enrique. Thank you Fuck Off Luise. Thank you hotties in the white car. Thank you guy who made sure our car didn't get broken into. Thank you border patrols. Thank you dancers. Thank you Mexico!
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This is Ricks..... Ummmm.... Friend.... yeah... friend...... nuff said. Rick and I decided to hit Mexicali on more time. Why? Well.... I really felt like I needed to help the Mexican economy. I mean those poor girls didn't have enough to buy a full set of cloths. Just little stringy this that barely covered their naughty parts. And I could tell they didn't like them cause they kept taking them off. I could tell there were others who felt bad for them too, cause the kept giving them dollars. Some even the time to take a girl in the back room and give her some counsiling.. or advice... or just talk and talk for up to twenty minutes. Seriously though it was another great night. This time we had Peter "The Handler" and Vince "La Pistola" Peter was the voice of reason for the night. If one of use wanted to do something crazy... like drunk text a stripper (PRO) girlfriend.. Peter would try and say no. It never worked but at least he tried. Peter was also our go to guy with the translation. Rick and I knew a little spanish.... but he's Irish and I'm Scotish. You get the idea. Big thanks going out to Peter.... he should sell himself out as a guide. Like a warm blooded sherpa climbing the great mountains of the Miau Miau. Vince was another story. He was the comedy boost. Nice guy. But Rick and I always like a good target when we get togeather... Vince had a bullseye on him all night. I have a feeling Vince is going to end up on a clock tower somewhere... but he'll have a paintball gun instead of a high powered rifle. Peter and Vince were very cool wing men to have on our adventures in a strange land. we started out at a club called "The Fly". It was nice. Reminded me of Little Darlings in Vegas. I guess it was alright.. but evey time the girls got to the "final act" on the main stage, the lights would go down and the black lights would come up. Don't get me wrong it was okay... But I'm a face guy. There was one girl who had wings tattooed on her back.. but she seemed to be busy everytime I saw her. We high tailed it to Miau Miau... where things were a little more fun. Enrique wasn't working that night but we did have "Fuck Off" Luis. The DJ wasn't as cool either but hell, what can you do. I saw something for the first time... not a donkey show... I saw a stripper turn down a dance. Not only turn down.. but not even talk to my wing men. Stripper (PRO) turning down money. Mark one more off the "Seen It All List". Vince and Pete also introduced me to peanuts smothered in chilly and lime sauce. Get a bowl if you make it down there.. best thing going for two bucks. After a few hours of doing what people do in a strip club, we piled back into the Mustang... dropped the top... and rolled back over the border. Vince was a puddle... Pete was still scoping the scene... yelling at Rick to "fix it" when every he saw a hot girl. "Fix it" of course meaning "hit on her for me" ..... or "please don't get into a fight with your lady friend because I like going to Meow Meow". Lot of things going on when Peter says "Fix It". We hit Jack In The Box on the way back.. I guess it's like a "thing" that has to be done. we were sitting in back of a cop car in the drive thru lane when Vince decided that his volume level had been turned down all night... and he was going to "fix it". When he started talking about "Pigs" and "donuts" I threatened to bury him in a Las Vegas Problem Solver... or just a hole in the desert. He passed out a few minutes later. Great time in Mexico once again. No one got shot... or food posioning... or arrested. Thanks Boys.
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This is alex and Vince. Vince was one of our two ... escorts.. down in Mexicali, when Rick and I went a second time. I put a black sun with a asian symbol on Alexes arm. Nice guy. He already had his name tattooed on his arm in katakana japanese writing. As it turns out it does say Alex. His ink looked real good when I was finished.
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Me doing a little more color on Jackies back. Someone told her that drinking wine was a good way to reduce the pain...She was a train wreck at the end. She just gets funny when shes buzzed. I was pretty spent too, come to think of it, but I didn't drink anything. Just mentally drained. I was so stoked to be able to do that for her.
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I got bumped from my flight from Onterio so I had one more night in the Springs. I tried to get a hold of one of Kevins friends to put a dragon on his arm. I wasn't able to do it the night before because the peice he wanted was to complicated for a turn and burn session. But with a no go one that I decided the force was with me and I'd watch Star Wars on opening night. I Fandangoed a couple tickets for me and mom and checked it out. I've now seen the last three episodes on opening days in three difffertent states. For episode 1 i ditched out on community service and watch it in Vail at the Cascade Theater. Episode 2 was at Sams Town in Las Vegas. And now Episode 3 in Palms Spring at the River Theater. If you haven't seen SW3 yet go. It was the movie that fans have been waiting for since the annoucement of episode 1. I've seen it twice so far... and more then likely I see it one more time before it leaves the theater. Now in production is the television series.... so keep your eyes open. If the final three episodes are ever made it'll be awesome. The storyline goes like this... Luke is turned to the darkside... the emperor was cloned.. Leigha has twins who reform the Jedi school and counsel... I hope someone does it befor I croak. I love this story.
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My flight left at 6 am the following Friday. Which means I got about 3 hours sleep total. I flew out of Palm Springs wich was cool. Almost all of the airport is outside, so you can smoke while waiting around. The only highlight was me getting thru airport security with 4 lighters and a leatherman in my back pack... and they didn't even ask about my tattoo machines. I know that might freak some people out.. but I felt very safe (insert evil laugh here)
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Flew back to Denver International Airport. Such a fun trip. I was so happy I got to do all the things I did. Awesome to see the family & friends. Good times....good times. Many thanks to all the people who made this happen. CAST: Connie, Ken, Mom, Dad, Granny, Papa, Tabi, Cassandra, Manny, Kevin, Rick, Caroline, Donna, Robin, Madi, Nila, Suba, Don, Betty, Peter, Jackie, Justin, Rick Sr., Alex, Vince, Peter #2, Teddy, Soph, Star, Steve, Randy, Juan, Carl, Mike, Las Vegas, Pahrump, Palm Springs, Los Angles, San Diego, Denver, Disneyland, Johnny Rockets, Kyklos, Hertz, United, The River, Mexico, Meow Meow, Optomitrist, The Fly, Border Patrol, Low-orrr-daa, Jack In The Box, The Triangle Club, Eagle Vail Ink Lounge, DIA, Trouble, Smokey, Jet, Sparky, Country Buffet, Mustang, Mercedes, BMW, Dell, Compaq, Sony, Tim Burton, Stephen Speilburg, Time Machine Tattoo Supply, and of course God.
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Friday, May 20, 2005
I'mmm Baaaaaaaack. Now all I have to do is sort thru the couple hundred pictures I have on my jump drive. This is a pic of a parking space at the Triangle Club in Las Vegas. Kind of an inside joke... way inside if ya know what I mean... heheheh. Anyways. More to come soon.
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Sunday, May 08, 2005
Thursday, May 05, 2005
I just stumbled accross theses. Damn.... Ouch.... What the hell were they thinking. I keep thinking of that song that MTV and VH1 use in the background when ever they're talking about someone doing a bone head thing, "where's your head at?" This is why you should never get tattooed in a trailer.
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Tuesday, May 03, 2005
My buddy Teddy from Las Vegas came by. He was on his way back to Nevada and decided he needed some ink. I couldn't belive when he said he wanted Master Shake from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. So cool. He's the first one of my friends from the old country I tatted up. At least the first one I put something new on. I think this will be the first of many for Teddy, he's already thinking about how to cap his entire shoulder.
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Monday, May 02, 2005
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