thangs.

emma cart. fuck mario.

tree funk.

last night i got the last minute call from my good friend freddy dingo to bartend at dingbatz. got down there to find out there were some tribute bands playing. an ac/dc tribute and an iron maiden tribute called sanctuary. generally, i'm not too siked on cover bands or tribute bands, but sanctuary was pretty spot on with the music and vocals. they even had a 10-foot eddie walking around the bar.

me and alaina killed it. mad middle age dudes were drooling over her and one of them told me i looked like "an amish". but its all good cause i was flirting with the old broads sitting at the bar and working those tips like a man whore. two can play at that game.

laura dropped by to visit her girl.

and her boy.

and take random pics like the camera whore she is.






after closing, it got a little ignorant with the staff. i lost count of how many shots we did. they just kept on coming. i stumbled out of there around 4am and went home and watched donnie darko with the laziest little fucker on the planet and was up 5 hours later to go back to work.

old/unused.

super quick, budget photocopy flyer for voice or no voice.


gdp flyer that never got used. gdp, being the modest guy he is, didn't want his name bigger than the other artists, even though it was a party for his record release. turns out the city of clifton closed down the warehouse anyway, so the party never even happened. r.i.p. division east warehouse.
(front)
(back)

freddy, my good friend and owner of dingo's den and dingbatz is also president of the new jersey licensed beverage association and he had me do a flyer for their annual picnic this year.


a super-quick flyer for my boys down at 660 grand.

felony status.

ok so if you read my last blog, you know that i'm in some shit right now. but, its actually a little worse than i originally thought it was. apparently, the state of new jersey is really cracking down on a lot of offenses due to rises in gang violence, etc. what i got in trouble for this weekend, would have been a misdemeanor with a fine a few years ago. now, its actually a felony, which makes this charge a whole lot worse.

if they decided to throw the book at me, i could actually do a short period of jail time. i have a good lawyer, so that's not going to happen, but i'm in some real financial strain right now. my boy bailed me out with his rent money for this month, because i was under the impression that i'd go to court, plead guilty, pay a fine and then i'd get the bail money back. turns out, it's an indictable offense, so it's getting transferred to the county court. this means that i can't get the bail money back until all of that is done. so now i have to find someone to lend me a 1000 bucks to give back to my boy because he has a wife and 2 kids and he needs this money for his bills like ASAP.

on top of that, i just got myself a lawyer. thank god for good friends, because my friend's dad is a retired lawyer and recommended me to his old partner is who doing my case for about 2000-3000 dollars less than i would get it anywhere else. he knows all of the judges in the county, all of the prosecutors and will definitely get my charge knocked down to a misdemeanor. i'll have to do probation and pay a fine, but i shouldn't have anything on my record after that.

it just really sucks. i have my boy's wedding coming up in march, and i already didn't have money for that before any of this happened. i really wanted to go on some kind of trip this year, which i'm almost positive is not going to happen now, since i won't have money and probably won't be able to leave the country and/or state if i'm on probation.

wrong place. wrong motherfucking time. what a whirlwind of shit. but whatever, i'm grinding right now. picking up extra freelance work, and just hitting the pavement and handling my business. yeah this shit sucks, but ain't nothing ever gonna keep me down or keep me from getting mine. i might have to put some shit on hold temporarily, but i'll be back on top in the end. right now i'm just gonna concentrate on my art and design work, and important shit like my friends and family.

big shout outs to my brother for staying up til 2pm the next day trying to get someone to get me out, bobby and stacey for bailing me out, dawn for always putting a smile on my face during this whole shit, and to maura, tara, mikey, thaddea, andy, dave, jen, freddy dingo, carson, eric, jim, greg, ruben and all my other friends who reached out during this shit. i have the best group of friends anyone could possibly have and you all mean the world to me.