Crew Not Dead.

After a short break: the magnetic forces that brought this amazing group of people together have once again shifted into a gear where the pedal is to the medal. With the 2nd year anniversary of the West-side Art's Walk quickly approaching now would be the perfect time for some crew d.i.y. duties. I have been busy brain storming what work I plan on hanging, and what the arrangement will look like. I have crafted a few new pieces, but art production has slowed down due to the cold temperatures, high fat meat diet, and lethal alcohol consumption (due to a possession of to many fake "Ids" to handle). But this creative funk fog will soon be lifted as I have been pedaling around on a nice bicycle that Niki was nice enough to let me have for a rather minimal price. Today when I was riding at a high speed by the food bank my front tire got stuck in the rut of a rail-road track and I went sproketing. In front of about 30 people. And I ripped my glove. Tonight was Taco Wensday at Siti-Lights and I enjoyed free bean dip chip and booze.  Stay in touch and feel!

Allright.

We have some serious communicational issues that desperately need to address. Last night the crew became way to dysfunctional and it felt more like our countries economy than the fictional safe haven that it usually is. I know that I am part of this problem, as I am hard to get in touch with via telephone. I will try to do better, rest assured. I want to be eating pizza with you all right now.    

Space Ocean Album Available Now

Send a message with your address. As simple as that. 35 crucial tracks. 

A Toast to the Most.

tis time for a spin-off



quirky spelling will still be allowed.

closer to thirty, not feeling flirty

look for a crew tag at the bag booth of the voyeur.  what's missing is a real chain saw.   

p.s. i see no virtual birthday gift.

i need to do some creative writing soon or i will melt indistinguishably into it

Actually, the Past was better...

I think I forgot how to daydream.

Thefts of candy, gum machines plague several local businesses

OLYMPIA – Olympia and Lacey police are looking for two suspects who might have a sweet tooth in a bizarre string of gumball and candy machine thefts at seven local businesses since Dec. 14 - including Tuesday's brazen 6 p.m. theft of three candy machines at El Sarape II on Cooper Point Road during business hours.

"I thought it was really strange," said El Sarape II hostess Angela Estrada. She noted that the suspects ignored the till containing cash that is near the foyer where the candy machines containing Skittles and Chiclets were stolen.

El Sarape II general manager Rodrigo Rodriguez said that the stolen candy machines were recovered Wednesday — destroyed at the end of a cul de sac in Tumwater. Rodriguez said he isn't sure what motivated the thieves; they couldn't have gotten much money because the machines had been emptied of coins Tuesday.

"Just more surprised than anything that someone would go through all the trouble and risk to steal a candy machine," Rodriguez said.

Olympia Police Detective Sgt. Dan Smith said the most recent theft of a portable candy machine occurred Wednesday during a nighttime burglary at Lacey Beauty College in the 700 block of Sleater-Kinney Road.

Other than the theft at El Sarape II, the thefts have occurred during burglaries while the businesses are closed, and the thieves have gained entry by hurling a rock — and, in one case, a concrete block — through a window, Smith said.

The first burglary occurred Dec. 14, involving Happy Teriyaki on College Street in Lacey.

Other area businesses hit by the gumball machine thieves include:

• Lee's Buffet on Capital Mall Drive in Olympia on Dec. 24.

• Olympia Supply on Columbia Street and Pho Hoa on Cooper Point Road, both in Olympia, on Jan. 2.

• Shankz Mini Golf on Cooper Point Road on Jan. 13.

Smith said police have no video surveillance of any of the burglaries. But they do have a description of two male suspects in their 20s — one Hispanic, the other white, in a maroon Ford Taurus.

Smith said he has never seen anything like it since he has been working as a police officer in Olympia. Rodriguez suggested that maybe the thieves want to sell the machines on eBay. Smith speculated, "I think they're just doing it for the cash."

Anyone with information on the gumball and candy machine thefts is asked to call Smith at 360-753-8300 or Crime Stoppers at 360-493-2222.

Jeremy Pawloski covers public safety for The Olympian. He can be reached at 360-754-5465 or jpawloski@theolympian.com.

oh noooo

What Becomes of little girls who never comb their hair, and little boys who never say their prayers?

I like Tacoma. I am in a Starbucks here acrossed from the history museum staying warm. I was one of the first people up today. I waited outside in the cold for a long time and i watched the black turn to blue and then gray. My head feels less crazy today then usual, I think getting up early is good for you. This feller at the bus stop said it was healthy. I have been eating to many 'bars' lately. cereal and granola in plastic boxcoating. The outpatient visit was confusing. They didn't have enough people on staff, and I am late coming back. Missing my second week of school maybe. But that's okay because I missed a lot of school in highschool and this class is kind of like highschool. Only I think that the teacher takes attendance but I don't really know because I haven't gone enough. I feel shy and productive.  

Martin Luther King Jr. Day Blog Post

So the Bettmanhouse had a matin Luther king jr. day potluck. Field-roast spicy dogs and hawaiian onion chips and ginger-beer. We played "origin of the phrase." I have to get up at 5 to go to Tacoma for a followup visit and am paranoid that I will miss class. I hope that the march went well, I was taking pictures in my minds. I need to drink some relaxing flavored tea for to get to slumber-zone. I've been thinking about buying a leafblower and starting my own business. People that do that always look like they are having a lot of fun

cowboyart

The fucking crew.

once upon a party girl...





omigod im going on a date 2night i hope i dont get embarrassing

Maybe I'll Weight myself this week in the gym.

i think i hate anarchists

I'm hooked up to wires. The wires are hooked up to suction cups on my nipples. The other end of the wires are hooked to a electronic box that is small. i wear the electronic box on the end of a big necklace. The electronic box transmits what my body is doing to computures within the complex. I have been having a needle in my arm every 15 minuets, which is nice because I need to wake up a little.
There is this boy here who used to live in Olympia. Only he dealed drugs and got sent away to L.A. There he found the lord and used his rap abblitities to honor god. The moment we arived here he stuck his cd in the big tv in the lobby and started to freestyle. Everyone is his homie. He doesn't have a bad attitute. my brain broke.

Seventh Heaven
Season 1, Episode 1: Anything You Want
Original Air Date—26 August 1996
In the premiere of this series it introduces Eric Camden, who's a minister, father of five, happily married, and a soon-to-be dog owner. His wife, Annie Camden is a stay-at-home mom raising their children. Matt Camden is the oldest child who has picked up a habit of smoking and not being able to keep a job. Mary Camden is the oldest daughter who likes to play basketball a lot and is having a craving for wanting to kiss a boy. Lucy Camden is the middle child and is hoping to become a woman and getting her period very soon. Simon Camden is the youngest son and is hoping to get a dog very soon, even though his parents already told him that he's too young. Ruthie Camden is the youngest child and is a happy and adorable five-year-old. Also, Annie learns some devastating news when her parents come for a visit as her mother has leukemia.

Mary told Lucy to stand on her head, she said it would help things along.

In-Medical

So i am here on the Chareles River Reshearch Campus. I just had my legs shaved, for the ECG suction cups to be able to take hold and measure my heart rate. There is this dude here from L.A. who is a born-again christian. He wears a lime green shirt and says dude and bro every other word, and laughs all the time. I am thinking that he is potentialy crew material. This study is off to a slow start, and I am hungry. I had to fast. On the drive here (three of us cramped in logan's small truck) we passed by the imfamous "coffee strong". I don't get it. Someone help me out here? I drank a few beers lastnight, so i am really crossing my fingers hard to pass the screening. Damned if I do, Damned if i don't.

pre-medical.

I have been up early this morning reading articles about the gameshow "who wants to be a millionaire". I don't. I wouldn't be a good candidate because my ring finger isn't that close to my middles finger (in size) and logan read on yahoo news that that is how one becomes rich. Oh well. I hope everyone listens to enough bad brains well we are apart. it is time to think about how to get "hate-machine" plugged into the loving realities of crewness. blog more at medical academy. 

all about love

i am having the epiphany thing that we read and write about sometimes. i sat across from my friend jason at the booth in the back bar of the voyeur, silently getting heady drunk off three beers, out of my mouth came swirling thoughts on love and life and i am realizing my idea of love is changing, i thought once oh boy this is love, tru love that i am in, but now i know or am learning that love and in love and to love is not something that you just do or happens to you, it is something stupid, a stupid phrase that we all hear and think about and want to get at, we have this ridiculous notions of what we have to do to ourselves to get our chance at love, and so often that phrase is used to deceive people and make bad things happen in your hearts or heads or wherever you get feelings. i think you don't tell someone you love them, someone has to feel you loving them and maybe we can come up with a new word for that, that love or in love or whatever, so that all of the negative things that cause hurting don't have to come along with it, jason he said he wants to live in a society where there are just friendships, and people are figuring out the different levels of their friendships with each other and it doesn't have to be this limiting partnership where it's fate and destiny and you will fall deeply into love and that's it, you have your love for the rest of your life. Because that sucks, and isn't creative, and it's like mythology, or an urban legend or something. the next thing i fall into well i want it to be a mosh pit and i want my crew members there hoisting me up. i am excited to know someone who redesigns society all of the time in his head or in his conversations. i am excited to be a part of a crew that has interesting brains and big hearts behind it. i also think that hangovers are morphing into something near enjoyable because my brain is looser and lets more weird stuff out.

PORT ANGELES, Wash. – A 16-year-old girl suspected of drowning an infant boy in a toilet and throwing the body in the trash was charged with murder Wednesday.
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Lauryn Louise Last, of Port Angeles, was charged as an adult with first-degree murder in the death of the infant believed to be her son.

Last remained jailed in lieu of $500,000 bail with arraignment scheduled Friday. She faces up to life in prison if convicted.

Last's attorney, Suzanne Hayden of the Clallam County public defender's office, did not immediately return a phone call Wednesday.
The baby's body was found Monday by authorities combing 60 tons of trash at a dump site near Tacoma.

An affidavit filed that day said Last "put her baby face down into a toilet and allowed it to drown for several minutes until it died. Then she threw her son into the trash can outside in a plastic garbage bag."

Port Angeles police Chief Terry Gallagher had said that DNA testing to confirm the infant's parentage might not be available for a month or more.

Prosecutors said Last's father, Ronald Last Jr., 41, was charged Monday with possession of a firearm and possession of methamphetamine, both felonies, and with concealing a birth, a gross misdemeanor. He remained in the Clallam County jail.

Investigators in Port Angeles, about 65 miles northwest of Seattle, believe the baby boy died after being born to the girl on or about Dec. 31, and then was put in the trash.

What the fucking hell what the fucking hell
I am so fucking sick of this fucking world where having a vagina is a fucking curse

i hate this fucking world either having the baby or not having the baby is totally fucked up,and to have the baby means to keep it and bring in into this world that hates you for having it hates it for existing this world where everything is a lot fucking harder now
BUT HAVE THAT BABY EVEN THOUGH THE MOST SCARY SHIT EVER IS UP AGAINST YOU
because yes, mothers just want to kill their babies or throw their dead babies in the trash yeah obviously shes just a crazy bitch psycho killer!! im sure nothing about this was scary and traumatizing GOD yeah shes just this crazy bitch that killed her baby for kicks!
AND
whats more important
is that now we put her into jail try her as an adult
ITS NOT AS IF THIS EXPERIENCE WAS FUCKED UP ENOUGH
SHE WAS PROBABLY CACKLING EVILY UPTONOGOODTHEWHOLE TIME SHE WAS GIVING BIRTH ON LIKE A BATHROOM FLOOR WHILE HER BABY DADDY PROBABLY DIDNT GIVE A SHIT SOMEWHERE

but now we are serving her with justice!!!

i am so sick of this world that cares about dead babies more than living girls.

FUCKINGGOD>

this doesnt make any sense i realize
neither do a whole fucking lot of things

for the kids.

we gotta stick together in a closer realm. things are to spread out as it is, why is the crew succumbing to this sort of social malnourishment? We got something important to do, there is enough bullshit on the chalkboard to spend the rest of our lives erasing. No reason to cut ourselves short on the crew. got to find that insignificant moment to bring meaning to all the kids out there, it's what I thrive on.  

BLOG CREW REUNION TODAY

5:15 or maybe 30.

SIZZLEIRISZZ!!!

OKAY!??!? OKAY! GO!

Our House In the Middle off the Street.

I am hearing the rats more and more inside the walls of my building. The eat at the sheetrock trying to climb into the Kitchen to eat the sprouting beans on my counter top. I don't mind them that much. What I do mind is how many showers Alex takes. Whenever he takes a shower my ceiling drips, and the sound is loud. The water no longer covers the top surface of my fridge, running down to form a huge lake on my kitchen floor. This is because I got handy and tacked a white plastic clipboard over the spot. This clipboard still has it's plastic wrapping on it, so it is sure to work. I also taped the hole with scotch brand scotch tape. It hasn't leaked. But the sound always has the bad part. If he didn't take as many showers, I wouldn't have to be blogging now. But you know how you get when your frustrated. He took  shower last night when I was trying to sleep, drip drip drip way into the night. He got up this morning and took another one. Ruins my bright mood for the school day. 

be brave little friends.

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Today I went for a run outside in the rain, and it was fun to have a soaked shirt. It made me appreciate spring break television. After running my shins hurt very bad. I had used the treadmill yesterday and the day before, and I am convinced that this is what caused the pain. Everyday after the fun runs, I get naked and go to the sauna. It is usually and exhaustingly relaxing experience, and today was no exception. I enjoyed eavesdropping a few conversations about 'indian' "sweat -lodges". I liked it. But I prefer saunas, sweat lodges sound smokey and inaccessible for anyone who wasn't raised in that environment. This environment is different. athletic-wear is both formal and comfortable, you may wear it out to a nice dinner or on exercise machines. I am making lot's of cowboy drawings for my really late slightly-west submission. cross your fingers crew!! 

Tonight I might go and see "beautiful losers" with Alex&Becca, feel free to come. (ofs, 630pm). Having wet clothes for days in a row is taking some getting used to. But it makes me feel like I am out on a boat crabbing, shrimping, and water skiing. Which is rather agreeable.            

scoot or die

It's all in the family.

With facebook deleted, and no phone, I steered in a more comfortable direction in 2009. My tuition didn't get paid until this morning, so I will have to see if a professor will be willing to let me in tomorrow. It is a new era, the tunning of the crew is up at least a half step. Even though I haven't seen Toast or Megoo yet, I know your out there, being dedicated. The crew needs to hold a fundraiser for the amount of hell we are going to start raising. When is there going to be a crew bike ride/picnic/confetti party? The 2nd floor of the library ain't what is was last quarter. Could be this be stemming from my new found hatred of screens and flourecent lights?
I had a very interesting walk from sweet-tooth's to funky little the other evening. I walked by all the shops, being the only one on the street. I felt that funky little downtown was a ghost-town, all of the people and places holding on to something significant in past American towns. It is great to live in a ghost town, I think it is a type of frontier that breeds a certain state of mind that is capable of creating a certain beauty I greatly cherish.
I am kind of dizzy from to much time in the sauna today, I was drinking hot tea in there which probably not the best idea. Oh, I'm trying my hand at being straight edge.

olympia 1, minneapolis 0

i'm all up in 2009 and it feels better than ever? something drastic changed in the midwest. i feel no real connection to this place when i drive from shoreview to the south city on the big freeway over the new blue bridge and there is just cold and gray but also really sunny and bright. still nothing, just can't seem to feel connected to this bright gray city of snow and bros and too much cheese. i was here in september, and there it was moving and bigger, there were crust punks and stink bombs in my basement and jail time! and the state fair with olykids hanging upside down yelling. surely this change is not just dependent on the weather.

the culture is different, i can see that when i went to the cheesecake industrial factory complex with my father and big sister and i ate nachos and a lot of free bread and looked around. it was christmas eve and the shops were closed but the factory was open and it was packed, jampacked, not just with jews like universal studios was on easter sunday but with people dressed up for cheesecakes and 15 dollar martinis. i wonder if i will like going to cheesecake factories and wearing high heels when i have a real job and a real life.

because, come march I have to make some Life Decisions, where I make a Move to Make Money or get some kind of Bigger Degree where I can Make Money. maybe i'll make a chess set like that guy right there. he's going to play some kind of a role in my life now, whether i like chess or not. Right Now, I am excited very excited to go back to olympia and see what kind of downtown the funky's become. because it changes all the time and we all feel things in it, we must feel things or we wouldn't fucking live there anymore.