The Portland Penetration

Some people spend their spring break doing body shots off of exotic mexican beauties in rowdy night clubs. I on the other hand prefer the road less traveled, and my particular road is paved with rain clouds, PBR, and donuts. Below are a slew of fleeting images from my excursion up north.

A dirty mattress underneath a mysterious tent makes for a surprisingly comfortable living space.


In Portland the beer is so abundant that it sprouts from the ground.


The majestic Stephen Miller standing next to the majestic Multnomah Falls


A massively majestic view.


Choi and I invented a new drink called the "Spiller," which is a combination of sparks and Miller High Life. It tastes relatively good and makes you feel like the world is dancing on your brain.


Stink was inclined to hang out with his HO in the backyard.


Portland is all about good food and good beer.


Between our bbq and this bonfire we used an entire can of lighter fluid.


Hope your like you jeans well done.


I took a trip to the infamous Voodoo Donuts, where I purchased a grape ape and a captain crunch donut (not shown). A grape ape is a raised donut with vanilla frosting, grape pixie stix, and grape sprinkles. One of these and a cup of coffee is just the way to get a party started.


I thought I would end this Clog with a picture of Stink... Stoned out of his mind, drinking a High Life, and eating a giant rice krispy treat.

Colcannon

The sun crept into my room like a burglar that morning. Its intentions were not of looting, but of jostling me from my deep inebriated slumber. I stumbled down the hall and into the kitchen, where I found leftover mashed potatoes and a recipe for this delightful dish.

I normally drink my coffee black, but this morning called for some Baileys.

I feel like this is the first time in weeks it has been dry on monday and tuesday. These just so happen to be the two days that I have class, which means I am forced to (because I will be god damned if I ever pay for parking) to skate to and from class in the through the rain swept streets of San Jose. There is an element of excitement attached to each trek I make, but damp socks and cold feet can become quite annoying. Luckily I have a friend named Lane who picks me up for donuts before it is time once again for me to embark on my next rain drenched escapade.

The following are not true to life quotes, but more or less interpretations of what I assume Lane was thinking of saying.


"Get in the car, I need my fucking donut fix!"


"Follow me if you want to live."


"Oh yah, that's the one baby."


"...."


"We run this town kevin. See to it you never forget that on these cold dark days."

Simple Pleasures

Is there anything more amazing than beer, pizza, and skateboarding? If there is I am sure it involves satan in some way, or maybe just crack. Does satan smoke crack? If so, then pleasure yourself to this photo.


There is nothing cleaner than eating off the bottom of a skateboard.


Does the phrase "too much of a good thing" have any relevance in the real world? Jesse answers, "yes."

Error and Terror

I neglected to post any pictures on the previous Clog. Here are some of the things I see while strolling through the halls of my beloved SJSU.


You know you have consumed the proper amount of coffee when you feel as though time itself is moving too slow for you.



Dude, I don't even know.

Items on the Wall

Here are a couple things I have found dangling from the walls of the halls of my school.





I take that back...



I was going to put up something but then I started listening to the wind, drinking white russians, and looking at old pictures...




enjoy the sounds of the night :)