expert debauchery

some pics of fun fun times with all the homos in lost angelas and las gayness










aaahahahahha this is the hot piece kristen and i found walking down the street

website almost done

so the back ground story is that i've had a website for a couple years, unfortunately i'm html challenged so i've had a couple people throw together a super janky site for me in the past. fortunately my friend kristen's boyfriend is an AWESOME web designer in canada and is willing to trade tattoo work for my site. its almost done, heres the mock up. eventually people will be able to buy artwork, prints and book appointments. in the intermediary its just a place to look at my lame portfolio and get directions and after care instructions.

hooray for boobies

started two new awesome neo-traditional chest pieces. ones a tribute to san diego, ones a tribute to being a hair dresser. cant wait for vegas next week and seeing some progress on my website. tonight possible block party or birthday party to attend, most def not both though cause there far away from one another. block party is not far from work, probably gunna check that shit after work. i did end up going to longboards last week, much fun. i got waaaay too drunk, molested some SLUT on the dance floor and puked up whiskey until i thought i was gunna die. raaaaad. doing a big deadpool comic book character 3/4 leg sleeve tomorrow i is stolkedness. yaaaaayyyy homies, blow shit up or shut the fuck up.

i only got about an hour and a half on this one cause it took so fucking long to get the design to fit in between all the other stuff on his body.... justin, you are ridiculous and i've seen you really drunk so we should put a line through your alcohol free tattoo.

peep this band they fucking rock, so get crazy and flash your titties!!!!

smack a baby

been busy, havent had a chance to update this. celebrated my birthday wednesday night into thursday morning. working on some cool pieces here and there. it is what it is i suppose. other than that shits been kinda lame.

scotty... you truely are rediculous

my ass after getting paddled at the bar for my birthday... the answer is yes, it was fucking purple all over the next day


background healed like shit on this one guy didnt use any lotion or any thing. yeah... got at least one more session to do some skin tears and touch up the back ground

bear fucker

working on some shit, finally finished the vang gogh piece, thanks cory for putting up with me for 30+ hours. might peep siera's pushin' rope show tonight at long boards in pb, always a good time. trying to lay low for the most part and not get shit faced and arrested. cant wait for vegas on the 17th, really looking forward to seeing some familiar faces and raising some hell at 'dive bar' or champaigne's like the good ol' times! my dad cracks me up, he told me i'm getting too rough around the edges cause i work in a tattoo shop. ha

melancholy relaxation

today was super lame, its essentially the definition as to why i dont like having days off. days off are way too much time to think, so low and behold i went into the shop any way to drop off some office supplies, kick it to mc chris and journey and think about my life a little bit less. congratulations to sarah, she graduated cosmetology school today, hooorrraaaay! i was supposed to have another laser session on my back today; though when i went into the laser place we decided my back wasnt healed enough from the last session and i'd need to wait another few weeks. so i'll be going back in at the end of the month for some horrendous pain and misfortune again. for some reason i've been in a horrible mood lately, the past week has set me back in attitude to where i was a month ago. i'm going to blame it on the over cast weather and the ridiculous humidity (even though thats just today, weather is an awesome scapegoat). have you ever sat next to some one and felt like you're completely alone and the only human being in existence? thats probably a good way to explain my life. i dont know if i'm depressed or just anti-social and a complete attention whore all at once. its been difficult for me to clear my mind after i tore my acl. i used to just pop my head phones in and run for a couple hours, that would help me a lot. i cant do that right now. i did go for a walk today, only to the bank, but moving at all is nice every once in a while. i need to quit smoking again. i cut back a lot on my drinking after i was arrested last week, i find that my insomnia is worse when i'm sober and i've had some issues with anxiety. its probably going to be a lot harder than i thought to not drink so much. i'm starting to realize more and more that i do have a drinking problem. i've been battling this for years, getting out of las vegas helped but its definitely not over. all i want to do today is go to the bar and get hammered, all i wanted to do last night was go to the bar and get hammered. i didn't last night, and i won't tonight. i've never had a very good sense of self control, my ability to say no to me is almost non existent. i think my biggest road block is the fact that i truly enjoy drinking, and i do like the person i am when i drink. i need a vacation from life. i wish i could just disappear into some alternate reality and be a god damn tree for a day. that would be great, my only worries would be sharp objects and birds shitting on me.

some old and new progress

so heres some junk i've been working on, some of it is not so up to date. i've got a nother session on alonzo's evil dead/ star wars sleeve, working on it again tomorrow.


this ones got a lot of plasma in it

so this is what were doing today down at the shop

peep this shit cause we gots that shit blastn' B!! bwwaaaahahahaha

this is why you shut the fuck up

so it seems like once a year around april i get arrested for doing something stupid. this time it was disturbing the peace for mouthing off to the guy running the drunk tank in down town san diego. i got put there for trying to beat up some chick while arguing with my friend about her friend while wasted on a whiskey binge. the moral of the story is dont question a guy who has authoritative dominion of the police on his side.

i figured today was a good day to start a blog because being in jail this last time was enough of a sobering experience to understand that i do in fact have a problem with drinking. today is the first day of the rest of my life, i'm sick and tired of fucking up my relationships with the people i love because of my caustic and costly lifestyle. its all fun and games until some one gets hurt. no more drugs, no more drinking until i fuck up. i've hurt myself in the process, and i'm finally starting to understand that i am not indestructable. my knee is getting better, my job is going well, i have awesome friends. i was given a second chance in life, i dont want to loose it. i'm trying to not be the person i was 3 years ago or even a year ago and especially not the person i was 5 months ago. i deserve to treat myself better and the people around me deserve to be treated better aswell. it would be nice to stop preaching about how much others need to change and make the change i want in life from myself because others can only react to a situation. anything i want in life must be done by myself. my distain for those others' reactions should be disreguarded because its only a reaction to the underlying problem, my actions. an apology means nothing if all you do is use it as an excuse. i want to thank sarah, you've been my saving grace so many times, you're a good friend. i've been a coplete dick to you, i'm truly sorry.