me

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 00:04:49 GMT

my birthday, while taking a year off from making a big deal of it, was fantastic. i got a ride back into town the day before with an avid skydiver that let me hold his gun. smiling friends awaited us at a crowned berkeley bar. and at the stroke of midnight, jessica, as well as the entire room, forced me to chug a beer while standing on the bar. the next night, being my actual birthday, a handful of friends came out to see rvivr, underground railroad, and the bananas at submission gallery. the whole show was so celebratory and everyone there was so intoxicated with joy. erica from rvivr read a 2 minutes speech about sexual consent and the room was silent until she was done, when everyone applauded. it was one of those increasingly rare occasions that made me feel so good to be a punk.

and made me wanna pat the back of the scene that still exists within that which often rears its ugly head as a microcrosm for our fucked society.

this summer has been so fantastic. i established goals and accomplished them all without ever thinking i actually would (take that, "the secret"!). i went on tour with my best friends, dove into swimming holes beyond several state lines (thanks laura v), made a zine that is sold in stores, dined with hundreds of weirdos at the colony of libertatia, quit my job, and didn't read enough. my 3 classes have since started and i love them all. if i could spend 12 hours a day printing color photos, i think i would. the little squat on the prairie is in full force, and we're putting in a tattoo studio. cats are cool. my head hurts a little.

lake albuquiu, new mexico

spontaneous self portrait in roswell, new mexico

the nonvegan birthday cake my family brought me

texas

libertatia

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 18:30:37 GMT

i just had a dream that i lived in san francisco and we had a teeny house and my dad kept showing up and telling my friends which cigarettes he preferred and then he told me i needed a new bike and that he'd put twenty dollars on it. it was weird

kaela just told me this

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 22:21:50 GMT

last night, driving away from a karaoke bar, hector and i were pretty damn drunk singing every song on less talk more rock and potemkin city limits (it was a long drive) at the top of our lungs. some man in a suit came up to our window and threateningly asked us if we were talking shit. we said no and he said "oh sorry, nevermind" and the light turned green. apparently, at this point i stuck my head out the window and yelled "POKE HER IN THE BUTT" and the angry man started chasing our car. he was so pissed.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Tue, 06 May 2008 23:44:11 GMT

when i was in kindergarden (the first time), my classmate lived across the street. i think his dad's name was kyle. kyle drove us to school every day and listened to queen a lot. come to think about it, maybe the kid's name was kyle. whats the difference? as we arrived at our destination ever morning, his father would always tell us "today is the first day of the rest of [our] lives." i'm glad he told me that.

and now i'll make pesto for the family..

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 17:01:58 GMT

i went to visit the homeland this weekend. we got really trashed in the way only southern california can. it was fun, like eating chipotle after you haven't had chipotle for a while. i had a very long food to-do list but i only got to a couple restaurants. but they (happy family, veggie grill, wheel) were good. and it was great seeing everybody. i got my bag searched on the way back to o-town and they were really kind about it. i'm doing kinda well in school but i sorta don't give a shit. ftw. we got a fourth housemate and its fantastic. i can't wait for the weekend, or well, the minute i get out of class today. i need to study more for my anthropology test, clean my room and buy kale.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Fri, 28 Mar 2008 15:58:37 GMT

i had a dream that our car got into a huge accident involving tidal waves (from all directions). someone stole out computers. a member of the vehicle's limbs disappeared. i was really worried about a paper i have to write and kept waking up scared that i failed.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 02:55:01 GMT

this weekend was fun. it was full of paddle (is it peddle or paddle?) boating, a cemetery, great conversations, burritos, losing a car, beer drinking, birthday parties/gallery shows/keggers, urban recycling finds, and a bunch of other stuff i forget. at school, i got a tough paper back that i was stressing on. i got an A. i just made "chicken" salad and something was definitely missing, until i mixed in a buttload of nutritional yeast. i love mayonnaise. i can't wait for the anarchist bookfair and seeing old friends and also seeing sina and everyone coming up for spring break. i'm so addicted to reviewing things on yelp.com. i went to a free kegger at the oakland museum the other night. it was exactly as such an unlikely event would be: awesome! i'm only writing this entry to escape the studying i should be doing right now. i like turtles.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Sun, 17 Feb 2008 01:42:56 GMT

last night we rode our bikes to an s&m themed party at a huge coop. it was wonderful watching the ex-marine get flogged. leif and i bought a grill at the humongous urban recycling warehouse, and i already invited some swedish study abroad students to our first bbq. they really like california, and so do i. valentine's party plans all dissolved into the simple pleasure of some friends coming over, drinking shit beer and giving each other stick and pokes. its such a beautiful day today. i can't decide whether to go to a neighbor's birthday party, bar hop in the city or drive to santa cruz for a "safe sex party". and don't even get me started on dinner. i should probably read too. the dollar curry house is what dreams are made of. i need to find some charcoal. and we just found out we have an attic.

things

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 23:39:14 GMT

i got my REPUBLICAN ballot in the mail

i got a library card and borrowed a video about marx-influenced musicals

my housemate dumpstered a ham

i got a handful of fake meat from the fake meat store

i'm particularly excited about the tuna

notable things that have happened this last week

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Thu, 31 Jan 2008 03:14:38 GMT

i was held up by an umbrella. i went to a heath ledger memorial party where everyone was supposed to wear all black but barely anyone did. i keep falling in love with every girl i come across. today someone slipped me a twenty so i can buy new shoes. it was weird. the weather's been gorgeous just about every other day so biking to downtown berkeley in the morning for school has been great (mostly), as has been my lunchtime indulgence in the amazing, cheap, and plentiful veggie asian lunch specials all around campus. maybe i'll mix things up and try the vegan cheese pizza in that area on monday. last night sydney, michelle and i went to the city to miss the japanese motors perform and barely drink 40s. but to have a broadening conversation (over pakistani/indian food) with a new friend with such a brimful mind made up for the failed plans. new silver mount zion record is good but i don't love it yet. the oakland public library is amazing (read: 5 stars). the place is humongous, a piece of classic architecture and filled with so much goddamn lost knowledge. i was in a hurry so i just picked up a documentary on marx-influenced musicals called east side story. an older fellow asked me to watch his bike while he ran into a grab a book and trusted i wouldn't jack it. community!

coming home from the library, i rode on the lake and it was just fucking beautiful. i just made some indian food for dinner and now steve and i are gonna further explore this city of ours and check out some more of the local bars.

instead of a ps:

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Thu, 24 Jan 2008 19:35:42 GMT

cloverfield was good. teeth was kind of good. the kite runner was alright. they're all on the internet for free, but if i could turn back time, i'd see cloverfield in the theatre, because watching a movie that looks like its filmed by a shaky video camera, filmed with a shakey video camera, is kinda hard to swallow. why is it called cloverfield? i'm always crushin on girls. my sign language class is taught only in sign language and you're not allowed to talk in the room. i'm hungry, and i really like cameroonian food and african culture in general.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Wed, 23 Jan 2008 09:33:46 GMT

i've never seen my breath come out so dense, and i'm in my house. the last few weeks have been great. its an often frightening adventure full of new places and new people, new smells, sounds, lips, and even (especially) tastes. thats how life is i guess. or at least how it should be.

this is the first time i've had over an hour of time to kill, but i guess thats only my own fault. what have i been doing lately? i'll tell you later.

grabbing a couple 40s before this bike is a pipe bomb played at a house down the street

sina in my house

sina and i sleeping...in my house. someone might have said "put it back...it's like a blanket" at some point

san francisco this weekend. katie and lindsey were here and so i went down south with them at 2 am after a rasta party. this was before:

"nap time"

trying to jump high enough to touch the sign

pretending to be sensitive

i went to socal this weekend for my dad's 50th birthday. his party was cool, and so was seeing my wonderful friends that still live there, but even after a couple weeks, it was like eating a pad thai from some thai joint after eating one at wheel (living at wheel?). bryan, zoe and i hung out with weird costa mesa kids. laura got sick and missed a debate on feminism with two males and a 14 year old on the pro- side. anyways, we found a deserted home sunday night and claimed it as our own. here are some pictures from it:

i finally found a ride back home, since mike wanted to go north. so we got here at 5 this morning and now he's in yosemite for the night. i "borrowed" maggie's spaceheater and now i can feel my legs. woot!

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Sun, 23 Dec 2007 04:29:45 GMT

things have been interesting lately, but too interesting to write here. we played what might have been our last show at some shitty hollywood bar. it was awkward, but somewhat aggrandized by repeatedly yelling "fuck la" into the microphone. last night i was passed the mic during the underground railroad set and it felt like 2001 in a good way. nicky's shoulder ran into my chest in the pit at a fuckoffs show the other night and i think i broke a rib. it hurts to breathe. other things have happened besides shows but my attention is withering.

this was a myspace bulletin but i felt like one of those people....an e-dorkass.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Tue, 04 Dec 2007 19:04:04 GMT

ya know how people frequently use myspace bulletins as if they were blog entries and post things like "i just got back from sears and the girl at the service counter looked just like natalie portman and then i got a splinter from a wooden dildo" and the subject line is simply "omg"?

but there are those times when something so spectacular happens that one must brag, and the convenience of this widely circulated interweb communiqué makes it oh so tempting. specially when you go see kimya dawson at the smell and the shows great and she plays "the beer" AND THEN she asks her friend to come up to the lil stage to sing some songs. and the friend happens to be adam green. and so the songs consequently happen to be performed by the moldy peaches, for the first time in some notable amount of years. and kimya forgets half the lyrics and starts telling stories midsong. and then you think back to similar events, like doyle joining danzig to do a misfits set, or ghost mice doing operation: cliff clavin, which clearly don't compare and everything just feels blissful.

ps: i'm 99% sure laura is writing this same bulletin downstairs in her room right now.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Tue, 09 Oct 2007 17:44:52 GMT

i just got back from nyc. it was pretty cool, but hot. i ate a vegan philly cheese steak.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Mon, 24 Sep 2007 23:42:47 GMT

i got a b+ on my fairytale analyzation essay. yes! and i got an A on my logic test today. but then, on the ethnic studies essay test i forgot i was taking, i got a C...which i'm actually kind of stoked on because, you see, i forgot to read the book and somehow vaguely answered the question knowing only its title and the name of the chapter. my teacher wrote "i don't know what are you talking about other than mentioning title of book" but whatever! 76%.

this weekend included a spur of the moment trip to the bay area which was great. we ate at my favorite thai place. greg got through the weekend with five bucks in his pocket. i think bird had ten. we walked for hours. we went to a party show in a bus (and house) in oakland. we ate kabobs and met up with like 30 people in a park and walked to a party with a keg of san francisco steam ale at a squat or something. bands played. my leg got hurt. we jammed on banjo and guitar at jasmine's. around four in the morning, while i was sleeping (with my shoes off), sina spent half an hour coloring my face blue:

and then we ate vegan ricotta cheese pizza. it was all great.

life update

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Tue, 11 Sep 2007 09:10:59 GMT

things are pretty good. laura and i had such AMAZING garlic tofu this evening. my band's new song is sooo good. i got a fifty cent raise. my girlfriend moved away so i ended things kind of. i've become sympathic to primitivists. i actually bought uffie vinyl. i got an A on my ethics quiz today and school altogether is going well. mother's starting using vegan cheese in the kitchen (tofu mushroom melt!!!!!!!!). i'm really excited for the unstated events that will happen in the next several weeks. i'm going to sleep.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Sat, 01 Sep 2007 19:16:18 GMT

remember when i told you i worked for the mafia

and they fucked over bryan rippetoe and i....and threatened to slice my neck...?

and you all thought i was joking or something.

well I WASN'T!

the oc register so kindly put it on paper:

basically, the stevens family, "with nicknames like "White Bob" and " Black Bob"" were the ones that ripped us off. their ongoing battle with the Merino family is exposed here. fuck the gypsy mafia!

the follow up even mentions my old work ("a family sandwich and gelato shop in Corona del Mar called Mini Meetz")

bryan r found more info on the ways of the gypsy mafia and apprently what they pulled on us was a "confidence crime" where "The predator develops a relationship in which the prey does not realize the true nature of their relationship." except well, we didn't trust them. but we still haven't been paid.

"The Gypsy organized criminal has been allowed to survive because of the relatively low media profile the victims of his confidence scams are apt to take. Many times, after s/he realizes that s/he has been conned, the prey is just too embarassed to make a formal complaint with the criminal justice system." totally how black bobby and white bobby keep doing this shit. bryan and tanner, lets go to court for real! link

see! i wasn't lying! and someone really put a giant catfish on my windshield! weeeeeeeeeeee. i'm so excited about these stories!

ps: apparently today's follow up is the best one yet, but its not online yet.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Tue, 28 Aug 2007 01:22:42 GMT

i...i don't know.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Wed, 11 Jul 2007 19:37:55 GMT

we played our first show last night at avalon bar with the shark that ate my friend. it was really fun. we couldn't even finish our last song due to not knowing exactly which cords people had stepped on.

i finally got my grades for this past semester. they're cool.

english 100: A (can't believe it! turned in three four page essay finals and decided to leave my grade a mystery. thanks dad for pushing me, right?)
gender studies: B
history of rock: B
advanced human sexuality: A
argument and persuasion: dropped (why?)

now i'm goin to the beach.

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Mon, 11 Jun 2007 09:42:07 GMT

a girl at the varukers show told me i look like i'd listen to bleeding through. now where are those 7th grade bondage pants?

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Mon, 04 Jun 2007 08:45:14 GMT

friday night i went to one of the best parties i've been to in months. let me reiterate: laura and i waved off our ride home (and then our makeup ride home and our makeup makeup ride home) simply because we couldn't allow ourselves to leave. keep in mind we were in industrial nowhere, los angeles. then bryan r had to sneak out and have ally diplomatically return to pick us up because people were waiting to stab him to death. what a life this is.
thursday night cops stopped matt & kim from finishing their set. but i was just bummed i missed the underground railroad to candyland. am i the only person who thinks they're really good? do you guys still like me? is a bar with just bud light still a bar?
on the subject of saturday, what comes to mind is a headache in half drunk conversation form that was four people individually talking about ayn rand, "the secret" (psh), suicidal nihilism and violent industrial degradation. ouch.
today i participated in an ice cream fight and lets just say things got a little sticky. that movie knocked up is hilarious and kind of cute. i like cute things. tee hee.
and i work at mother's a lot now. well, not that much, but ya know...more than i did before. speaking of which, where's my salary? fuck the oc mafia!

things i've realized:

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Thu, 31 May 2007 19:34:13 GMT

we're too punk for arcade fire shows.
there are weirder things than seeing old/ex friends in public.
dancing with j. lee from resist and exist at moscow is funny.

shitty pictures i took of warehouse parties and grandmothers

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Mon, 14 May 2007 05:28:00 GMT

and

sina's tongue looks like a wiener

bryanmay138@yahoo.com — Sat, 12 May 2007 18:55:40 GMT

i'm pretty sure last night i took somewhat naked pictures with three dude buddies and a girl behind my favorite partyin' warehouse.