They have arrived. Genuine Oakley Frogskins from the 80's.

I don't know about you, but I was alive and well in the 80's.

It was a time of coin-operated video games, crazy hair styles and these - the baddest ass sunglasses ever produced by any company ANYWHERE - The Oakley Frogskins.

And now I have a pair.

AND - they're the 'Collector's Edition' with special green Iridium lenses.

My level of coolness has just notched up a point or ten. :)

Chronicle of St. Patty's Weekend, 2012 on the 16th Street Mall

Well I should SAY! I haven't had a more pleasant 48 hours in QUITE some time.

This weekend has been lovely. Lots of great weather, some awesome fans downtown paying well for my music...and killer motorcycle rides throughout. What could HONESTLY be needed here?

Friday night brought some interesting douche-bag grade characters out of the woodwork. There were quite a few fights along the 16th Street Mall, none of which were particularly entertaining.

This one dude took off his wifebeater and screamed, "SHOOT ME NOW MOTHER FUCKER!" at some other dude who apparently got all up in his business.

I guess that *was* kind of entertaining, in sort of a "wow-look-at-that-moron-with-innumerable-personal-issues" kind of way.

Saturday night --- last night --- was CRAZY drunk night. All the drunkies wearing green were frenzied and, thankfully, pretty spendy. I made a nice chunk of change off them, and they danced around my tip case pretending to be leprechauns all night.

Twas pleasant.

Aaaaand tomorrow it's back to reality.

*sigh*

Like my new ride?

IT FIRES CLOWNS.

After I die, I would like to be reincarnated as a glasswing butterfly, please.

The idea of having transparent body parts is QUITE FUCKING AWESOME.