Archive for the 'Photos' CategorySan Jose PridePosted by Boy Wonder on Monday, June 19th, 2006Since Johnny didn’t take any photos of his trip to San Jose, I was very pleased to receive some from one of the fans he met there. This is Frank with Johnny and Tyler Riggz. Frank has amazing taste in music and shops at one of my favorite record stores ever - Medium Rare Records near the Castro in San Francisco. Thank you, Frank, for the photo and the music tips!
This Never HappensPosted by Boy Wonder on Saturday, June 3rd, 2006Oh god, I’m bored! Brace yourself for negativity my sweets… this week brought out the worst in me. I’m never bored. I work, I sleep, I shit, I eat, I work, I take a break and then it starts again. It’s never done, I’m never done and yet here I sit following an entire day with all of my sites down and I’m ready to climb a wall. Absence of activity makes me lazy. There, I’ve admitted it and nothing can be done. Tonight I have to go see my current fuck buddy because he’s moving out of state and just because I’m bitchy is no excuse to write him off. That means hauling my cookies up to the valley for a quick fuck on what I’m sure will be a futon in the middle of an empty room and I don’t even have the option of retrieving some much-needed equipment from a friend close by because it was already lent to someone else (less deserving, might I add). Now I’m writing lengthy sentences. Lovely. Tomorrow I have the This afternoon I was going to go see the X-Men movie, but all of the parking garages were closed. What? This is Culver City people! I could have gone to the drug store since I haven’t shaved in five days for lack of a razor, but no, I came home to sulk at my desk and play Free Cell instead. Shit. I really need a razor. Blond beards are hardly fetching - especially on someone like me that couldn’t grow a beard at gunpoint. I look like a puppy that walked into an air duct fan. If only I could just Photoshop myself, that would be great. Speaking of which, here is a HEAVILY Photoshoped image of me taken by The Cowboy, the aforementioned fuck buddy.
That should make all of the people that write in wondering what I look like (despite the wide selection of photos of me available on this site) happy. And for those of you that really could care less and are currently wondering what the fuck they’re doing here, allow me to provide a very sexy photo of Johnny and Tyler Riggz from last weekend.
VacuumPosted by Johnny on Friday, June 2nd, 2006It’s been a crazy week, kids. When I returned from Chicago I had to report to work almost immediately. I think I caught a bug in the windy city because I feel like crap. And I thought I had a cute video to share of me and Tyler Riggz in our hotel room, but it appears that someone forgot to hit the record button. Hmmmm. When I recover from whatever is bringing me down I will provide a thorough update about our time in Chicago for the Grabby Awards and ILM. In the meantime, enjoy this photo of the two of us at the Rascal booth.
Leaving On A Jet PlanePosted by Johnny on Thursday, May 25th, 2006When I travel, the cabbie is always the most influential person of the day for me. If he/she is late, rude, lacks basic knowledge of Boston or worse, is one of those overly aggressive drivers that everyone hates, it could start my day of travel off with a bad flavor. Luckily he was on time, quite accommodating and very friendly. Traveling at 8am provided a landscape of hurried, stressed out motorists fighting to make deadlines and punch clocks. My cabbie handled it all very well. We talked and joked about how things used to be before the Mass Pike. It would have easily taken us an hour to get to the airport had there been no Pike. It comes down to this: Boston has too many people with too may cars and not enough roadways. Throw some people in there that have never been here before trying to make their way through the perplexing organism that is the Boston road system and what you get is a lot of horns. We had a great laugh at our mutual fascination with the use of horns here. Bostonians luuuuuuuv a horn. I have lived many places and been a motorist in all of them. Never have I seen anything quite like this aggressive display of frustration. A simple cut off could result in a five minute aural assault lasting at least a mile or so. Jeeeez, I mean come on “what is that getting you?” I used to ask. Some people vent in the weirdest ways. Sitting in the airport waiting for my flight to Chicago I was going through my camera when I stumbled upon some pics I had taken at my Mom’s house the night we had my friend and cousins over for pizza, catch up and beer. Mara came much to my pleasure. You may remember Mara from her guest entries, my favorite, our hostile take over of the Trout Pond at Sea World.
Mara brought over two of her friends. I had always known these two, but really never felt a connection with them. Most of the other guys got on quite well with them. I never seemed to have anything to say to them. I guess either they have grown up or I have changed because I felt a real interest in them this time around. My cousins Teddy and D, both 20 something, also found Mara’s friends to be most intriguing, thought provoking and positively gorgeous. I begged them all for a photo. It took some coercion, but everyone said yes. I do not think that Mara’s friends are used to so much direct attention via the camera. I think they did great, let’s meet them now:
Hazzard Alert!Posted by Boy Wonder on Friday, May 19th, 2006
It’s a good thing the people doing the new web site for my company suck so hard. Otherwise, I’d be too busy to catch up with my usual reads. Thanks to Jonno over at Fleshbot for reminding me about the Naked Eye charity auctions. Not only does this give us the opportunity to support the auction by providing a convenient LINK, I remembered this photo I took of Johnny using the final frame of the camera he submitted. Now you know what at least one of the photos will be! I believe there are also some shots of François Sagat among others. Happy bidding! |
