three hundred twenty seven.

three hundred twenty six.

three hundred twenty five.

three hundred twenty four.

Awesome quotes of the past few days:

"You guys are like, mysterious, in a totally hot way." -drunk girl to Nico and I

"I'm burnt, you're burnt, Cola you're burnt, we're all burnt."-Matt

three hundred twenty three.

three hundred twenty two.

Cola inspects our garbage picking findings

Trees falling on the house.

Cola following in her master's footsteps already.

three hundred twenty one.

three hundred twenty.

Fell on my face last night, got slugged, still walking....life rules.

three hundred nineteen.

Getting ripped on about my hair rules. Joke of the day: "Do you feel goth?"

three hundred eighteen.

so good.

three hundred seventeen.

three hundred sixteen.

three hundred fifteen.

Day of mishaps.

After leaving this spot, we're heading down to Hoboken park and Jim's car runs out of gas in the middle of Route 3.

After refueling with the gas tank we're getting off Route 21 about to head over the bridge back home and the bridge is out. The bridge workers were just yelling at each other on their cell phones not knowing what to do.

After about a half hour of this, we made it home in time to BBQ before dark.

three hundred fourteen.

The popular and Grammy award-winning band Kings of Leon were forced to end a concert in St. Louis last night after playing just three songs because a pigeon pooped into bassist Jared Followill's mouth.

A spokesman for the Verizon Wireless Amphitheater told the crowd the show would not be able continue due to fears for the band's safety.

Drummer Nathan Followill also apologized to fans on Twitter:

"So sorry St. Louis. We had to bail," he wrote, explaining that the show was stopped because a pigeon had defecated in Jared Followill's mouth. "Too unsanitary to continue," he added.
Concert goers have been a offered a full refund.

three hundred thirteen.

Dillon, we out.

three hundred twelve.

Skateboard party.

The fattest french fry.