Saturday, December 31, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Hey. Question
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
golden moon
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Film Mishap
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
After chatting 54 minutes with Jesse:
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Weird Short (30 mins)
http://vimeo.com/32483624
Enjoy!!
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
we have to go to this
Monday, November 28, 2011
good article about post college live.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
On this day 2 yrs ago:
State of Education in Modern First World Countries: Chapter 1 America
Children in the United States are disillusioned. They think that what they are learning is comparable to that of their forefathers. This, however, is false.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
A quality quote
When you're high you remember things that happened to you in previous times you were high.
Its like you can only see what’s underwater if you go underwater.
-Adrian Lacasse
Monday, October 24, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Reason for concern?
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
So...
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Poem
Sitting in my living room alone. Silent. Drinking beer.
My roommate is masturbating in the other room.
I only drink Heineken because my Dad does.
If I listen hard I can hear the sound of 100,000 boys masturbating all over the world.
There are Christmas lights hanging around the room.
The dirty dishes are stacking up.
My ants are keeping on keeping on.
3:33pm on Westland Ave.
It’s funny to think about how
Everything choice I’ve ever made in my entire life
For good or for bad
Has led to me here, quietly knowing that my roommate is masturbating directly behind me
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
I just ate a banana
Friday, September 30, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Ideaz 4 next tyme
..."It's weird: I can't see your mouth." -Brandon
"My smile muscles are tired from today...too much happy smoke."
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Jesse had an adventure
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Argentina
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Irene?
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
rock the house by the gorillaz
Balls
Monday, August 22, 2011
yo
Friday, August 19, 2011
don't worry about it
yes, but
by the numbers
Thursday, August 18, 2011
At this point,
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
fucking freshmen
Monday, August 8, 2011
The War
It seems I won the battle but Joe may have won the war.
Articuno or Zapdos?
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Drive thru stories
First, this guy asked me directions to the "Ultra Violet" strip club which is a club around town that is absolutely horrible (never been but that's what I have heard). Weird part is that that means that he is not from around town which means that he drove out to get to this place. Also weird that he would have no shame in telling me that he is going there. I don't know but if i were to go to a strip club i wouldn't tell anyone other than my close friends.
Next, these drunk women (probably in their mid 30s) drove up and the one in the passenger seat kept asking me "Are camel toes hot?" while her friend kept saying, "Don't answer that, don't mind her." So I just gave her an awkward look and didn't respond. She just kept asking too. My real answer would have been "Of course, as long as it's a hot girl who has it."
Then, the other night, this bitch drives up (sober) makes her order, it was a steak quesadilla, then she drives up to the window and tells me "Ohh, can I have sour cream with that?" and I say nicely "It's an extra 30 cents for sour cream"
Her, "Ohh, but it's raining right now and you should have asked me about it before so..."
First of all, I wanted to kill her. and this is what I wanted to say to her. "Don't tell me how to do my job you bitch, you want me to ask you about guacamole, fiesta salsa, nacho cheese, volcano sauce, etc. Fuck you, you tell me what you want. Second of all, ohh, it's raining. Fuck taco bell, why the fuck did you make it rain again?? ohh wait, fuck we don't control that shit. It's just something that happens, so go give God a blow job or something and maybe he will make it stop. By the way, his dick is probably huge so have fun with that. Now, either pay the 30 cents or shut the fuck up."
INSTEAD, since I'm so polite I turned to my manager told him about it and he proceeded to tell her, "sorry m'am but it's going to be an extra 30 cents for sour cream." And she responds "Ohh, well I don't like your attitude. So no, never mind."
The manager and I both looked at each other and where like what the fuck was that. So I grab her order and hand it out and she has THE NERVE to say, "Well how much do you guys make? Like 8$ an hour. I make 14$ an hour so fuck you." and then proceeds to drive off.
I kinda wanted to punch her in the face and tell her look, "I'm sorry that you probably hate your job even though you make 14$ an hour, which is really not that much so don't brag about it, and I know you probably just had a bad day at work. But don't take it out on me, the fucking person who makes 8 an hour and works nights and really doesn't have much pity for you, and who takes your shit for no reason. Now here are three dimes (pointing at me and my two co-workers) and here is our sour cream (as we jizz all over her food). "
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
scientology
Friday, July 29, 2011
Low on Fluids
Then there are the old people who usually get the soft tacos because the crunchy ones are too hard and they always order the same thing and they are always in a bad mood for some reason.
Of course there are all the high and drunk people who I always envy. fucking shitheads, i wanna be you right now but instead i gotta deal with your shit. A couple of kids made sure they ate in the store and stayed long enough to sober up to drive back (didnt make much sense since they drove there in the first place). Also, there are the dicks like this one guy who i knew from my high school who decided to shake up a beer (A good beer too) and let it off inside the taco bell and I had to clean it up.
But today I talked to a couple of guys (non regulars) that were just a great surprise. The first guy, was a guy in his 40s that had his hair died blonde and it was short and he looked a little bit disheveled and thought he might be gay but that thought soon changed. I wil quote as much as I can remember from our interaction. Me, "Hello, how are you doing today?"
Him, "I'm doing good. I'm just low on fluids. Can I have a large drink?"
Me, "Sure. Would you like anything else?"
Him, "Nahh, my fluids are just drained."
Me, "Ohh, alright. that will be $1.89"
Him, "Ok. You know girls just drain your fluids. Especially when you see your girlfriend only twice a week, you know?" I had already started to laugh out loud and then he keeps going even after I give him his drink and everything. "You know, I took a couple Viagra and my heart just goes crazy." (He starts doing a couple of hip thrusts and then stops. "After a while it was just too much."
That was the most a customer had ever made me laugh at taco bell. The guy was out of control. Keep in mind we were in the middle of a rush and it was pretty packed with people with a line behind him.
And then on a more serious note I talked to these two guys, one a co-producer and one an actor of this feature that is shooting at UCONN and at eastern connecticut state university. I'm going to try to contact them and see if I can be a PA or something. It just finished its first week of shooting so im guessing they have all the people thy need but I will try anyways. It's a pretty legit movie so if I can get on I will be pumped.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Pork Chop Gives Out A Joint
So we went to a UCB improv show tonight, and it was awesome. After the show, Jesse and I both need to poop. Briefly, to provide context to the story, Jesse's toilet has been clogged all day, so we haven't been able to shit. Earlier in the day, Jesse had to crap in a Venice Beach public toilet, which is very similar to Hell, and I had to crap in a CVS bag. This is a desperate situation, we both need to poop real hard.
We go to the restroom, and find that there is only one proper unisex bathroom where we can poop. We get in line. Jesse goes in first and I am next.
The woman behind me says loudly, "Man that show was awful". Looks at me and says, "Didn't you think that show was terrible?"
"No, it was great"
"No, it was terrible"
Then her boyfriend hollers at me like, "Hey dude come over here the men's toilet is free"
I say, "No thanks, I have to poop"
Then the bitch in front of me is like "Let me go in front of you, I don't want to smell your fucking shit when I'm pissing"
I pause, thinking. "No. I'm in front of you"
Just then, a cute porky girl taps me on the shoulder, "Excuse me, can I use the restroom really fast? I spilled coke on foot, and just need to splash some water on it."
I pause, thinking. "Sure"
Jesse comes out, Pork Chop goes in, then the bitch spends a good minute telling me off, saying Im an asshole, Im not a gentlemen, My mother wouldnt approve. You have a bad relationship with your mother, dont you? I'm sorry your mother hates you, but that doesnt me you have to take it out on me by making me smell your tude.
Then the bitch storms off. Pork Chop comes out. She looks at me, and hands me a fat fucking joint, with the dankest shit Jesse and I have ever seen.
"Thanks"
And now gentlemen, we are about to smoke that shit, and stumble over to Melina's to get a plunger. Good day to you, sirs.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
skype #2
do it.
Monday, July 18, 2011
skype
this is gonna piss you off
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Poisen?
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Late night summa advetahs
Monday, July 11, 2011
Dream
Alrgiht, I miss all of you so much. Can't wait to get back. Anyone know when they are going to move in? I know it's early but it's all i can think about.
More Bullshit
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
holy shit its the 4th of july
just a blog
Friday, July 1, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Adrian's picto blog of the week... NOT!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Kristen Can Comment on the Blog?!
Blog!
Camp
Monday, June 27, 2011
So I havent been online since my last post...
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Ghanga?
In the sweltering heat, I pull out my map and unfold it, laying it out on the railing on the bridge. As I'm in looking over the map, a local Parisian strolls up. "Hello! Where are you trying going to now? Can help?"
Well would you look at that. A friendly local trying to help a brotha out. "Airport shuttle? Do you know what it is?"
"Oh!" He points. "Just over there!"
Oh thank god. I'm only a couple minutes away. I'm gonna make it.
"Thank you so much man, I appreciate it!"
"No worries, no worries!" The local begins to laugh, rather loudly and awkwardly. I join him laughing, trying to be nice, when all of a sudden...
"Ghanga?"
I stop laughing. "What?"
The man becomes straight-faced as shit. "Ghanga?!", he says intensely and solemnly.
"Uhhhhh... well, I mean, yes, I smoke, but I'm about to get on a plane, and they will security check me and find it. No thank you." He doesn't understand. I try again, using hand signals and facial expressions. Now he gets it.
"Well, well, well, well, well, well... OK OK!" The man strolls off down the bridge, laughing.
I made the plane, and now I'm in Prague.
I was bad... again.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Fuck
(Now I drink)
Friday, June 17, 2011
by the way
Thursday, June 16, 2011
ughhhh
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
what I've been up to
Biutiful was good but depresing throughout. There wasn't much arc in the characters and that bothered me. But don't get me wrong, I still liked it.
Enter the Void was good but only for so long. Like it was just fucking hard to watch, like too many colors, too much movement of the camera, and I was just like just fucking stop. I know the director had a reason for it but you have to come to a point where you just gotta say, alright i proved my point, and now I will stop. But no, this director also directed Irreversible (which I heard is one of the most fucked up movies ever, extremely gory) and this makes me want to kill him. Like this is the type of guy I would want to beat the shit out of. Fuck you for showing us this and I know he thinks he is better than us for doing it. What is the point of showing us what rape is really like? Like I don't want to see that, that is straight up nuts. To me, there is no art in that. What do people get out of seeing a movie like that? Anyways, I think half of Enter the Void was transitions from one place to another.
I really like Dr. Strangelove though. It was quite clever and I enjoyed it quite a lot. As for 2001: A Space Odyssey, I didnt like so much. I just dont know what happened, and I hate when directors just don't give an answer when they are asked to explain it because they say that we need to come to our own conclusions. Like I think the only reason why this movie is considered one of the all-time greats is because Stanley Kubrick has his name on it. No movie with endings like that has ever gotten notoriety unless a well-known person has been behind it and therefore we give it more credit than it deserves.
I should make my own top 100 list because whoever put 2001 as number 22 is definitely an idiot. They probably never studied films.
This is seriously all i could post because I have nothing else that is interesting going on in my life. I'm really sorry about this.
I Need Music
Monday, June 13, 2011
Dublin
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Adrian's Picto-blog of the week: 6/13/11
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I want to know more about what everyone is doing. I know that Joe is being a Europe-douché, and that Jesse and Scott are legally declared bird, so I guess that leaves Adrian and Josh. And John if he hasnt killed himself yet. What's up guys?
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Bird Sightings
Since arriving in the Los Angeles Area, little has been seen or heard from friends, Jesse Sperling and Scott Ray. The only documentation that has been found are these two photographs, taken at an unknown time and an unknown location. News Channel 6 will keep you updated with this story as is progresses. We can only hope that these young men have not been absorbed into the ornithological underground of the West Side.
If you have any information on the whereabouts of these individuals, please call:
(310) DOUBT-IT
....suck my ass
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Adrian's picto-blog of the last two weeks: 6/5/11
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I didn't get raped in Germany
Thursday, June 2, 2011
where you at?
Monday, May 30, 2011
MY DREAMZ
How's everyone doing?
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
some motherfuckers threw my bike in the moat
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Adrian's Picto-blog of the week: 5/22/11
Foul Bachelor Frog
one last blog
1) I actually hate all of you, especially adrian, joe, scott, and jesse.
2) I was trying to use you guys to get ahead but turned out that you are all idiots.
3) I'm gay and enjoyed it every time I got "raped."
4) L.A. sucks and i would never go there.
5) adrian is a dick.
6) jesse you are not a bird, you are not a sloth, SACK THE FUCK UP!
7) Joe you are an actor and you are of course gay dont try and say otherwise. Also, i put nuts on all your shit.
8) Scott you are from texas.
9) John, you are a whore.
10) Josh, i guess you are cool, i dont know.
That was my last list, peace mother fuckers!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Hi
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
It already feels like im 21 here
I lost my virginity!!!!
Friday, May 13, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Up For Interpretation
So me and my friend are driving along on, music playing going about sixty. Suddenly, with no warning or reason, my friend cuts the wheel right. We swerve into the corner of a driveway. He cuts the wheel back. Once again we swerve. We are now driving on a sidewalk.
Question
What happened that night to lead to this? What series of events led us here? How could this happen?
Up for interpretation
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Adrian's Picto-blog of the week: 5/11/11
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I'm a film major, and film is a visual medium. So instead of writing and telling you what I'm doing, how I'm feeling, what I'm thinking of, what my plans are, why I feel as I do, etc., I'll just take a picture of myself, and you can interpret the rest. That way I don't have to do the work.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
My Dick
cut on my finger
Well enough of that bullshit rant, I was kinda just writing so that maybe you guys will follow. I miss you guys and I'm bored. And frankly I love it when that cut opens up every time I reach into my pocket because I'm reminded of you, Jesse, and the truly great moments we have shared. Now I;m going to jerk off and use my tears as lubrication.
P.S: FUCK A DICK AND FUCKING WRITE PEOPLE!
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Being home sucks
Friday, May 6, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Where the Fuck is Everyone
Friday, April 15, 2011
Gone
They’re all gone. Everything that made the Awesome Room awesome has vanished, at least for the time being. Now it’s just a room and I’m in it. What should I do? I’m in a room, alone. What should I do?:
Should I go outside? It’s gotten cold, that doesn’t sound too good.
Should I watch a DVD? Scott took all of his and mine I know too well.
Should I read? Ha!
Should I masturbate? That’s always an option but right now I don’t feel up to it. What should I do?
Should I write? Well, I’m already doing that and yet I feel like I’m doing nothing.
Should I smoke? Why? With no one around that practice is empty.
Should I skate?
Should I rub my balls on everything in the suite so that when they return I’ll have the secret knowledge that they are touching something that my balls touched?
Should I get drunk and watch Midnight Cowboy?
Should I line the walls with toilet paper and draw on them? A forest maybe? Or would it be better to draw perspective lines so the hallway goes on forever?
Should I sleep in each bed and decide which is the best and then switch that mattress with my own?
Should I go through everyone’s things to discover horrible secrets that will make me rethink my association with them?
Should I let them know I miss them?
Should I kill thy self?
Should I play music?
Should I swap scott’s things with argentina’s things and then swap them back again?
Should I build a fort? I could build a fort and stay inside it till everyone gets back. But soon the walls of that fort would start looking a lot like the wall of this room and empty.
Should I do a headstand till I pass out?
Should I eat coins?
Should I stop?
Should I break something, that way I’ll have to put it back together before they get back? What should I break?
But… wait
Oh, hark! How is this I find myself?
Up? Elevated? Outward? Dare I say... high?
Yes, it appears true indeed! How well I’ve found it and uncovered myself! Myself to be the thing I have uncovered, like a carpet you have to pick up to look under only to find out that you are under it. And look at this joyous setting for such a moment. How much room for me to lay and roll around! Oh the lack of people, without those there is no one to point out how wrong or confused I am! How joyous…
Oh, Midnight Cowboy is on.