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S. Blokes…

= Shoist Blokes…

Good things about Melbourne. ~Bad~ sunsets…

Chucking a fris…

Chucking a wheelman…

Chucking an amp…

Chucking a shirt…

Chucking a stick, cuz…

And making some cool shit – for some other S. Blokes I know…

iPhotos

Some bits of life from my iPhone…

Flinders Keepers

Today Me, Marty and the Black Devil…

Took a road trip to Flinders to get lunch from our good friend Chris…

Me-Me was taking his newest artfag toy out for a spin…

This waitress thought I looked like a Small-Face-Vampire-Johnny-Depp…

Foolishly we decided to tackle the world’s Largest Vanilla Slice.
I didn’t even finish 1/8 of this relentless monster…

Where are we?

We couldn’t got to Gunna because we had the Bono with us and it’s a national park!
So, finally we hit up St. Andrews Beach to go surfing. To complete a day of fails,
I didn’t even stand up once and the water was so cold my toes and dick went
completely numb for a good 30 mins… But it was wicked, eh!

The Moist Is Shoist

So much happened – in so little time…

Met a talking Chinese banana – who turned out to be Lady Murasaki…

Me and N8 made some new friends – and some new enemies…

Ate some oishii mango…

Found another rat in my room…

Still sleeping…

Said sayoonara to Japan-land in style…

Thanks to some friends, of course.

Came back to Oz and the Wizard of Wol setup a little Serpy soirée…

Went to Franga and hung with my dawgs

Unleashed my inner tradie…

And built a deck with Dad…

Played the most and realised my wurth…

And got back to my roots…

Let the Summer Rubbin’ begin!

Adam’s Adventures In Wonderland

N8wog and I decided to go on a little urban camping expedition.

Day 1: We headed to Kyoto in an attempt to catch our fellow Serps show.
It didn’t work out, but we found a good spot next to the river and slept in.

Day 2: Climbed Mt. Inari (Fushimi-Inari Shrine) and visited Kiyomizudera.
Then headed to Osaka, saw the show and then slept in the back of a tiny park.

Day 3: We saw a funny little fellow with a fob watch running around,
saying something about being late, so we decided to follow him…

Where we came across a mock turtle, aliens, vikings and slept in a mountain…

And even when we weren’t needing trains, they still showed up…

Day 4: We hopped a train to Hiroshima, ate Okonomiyaki at a really
awesome back-alley-family-restaurant, then sussed the A-Bomb Dome…

That’s not lighting – it’s actually still fizzing with raditation.
We then bunked down next to the river. Great, until it started raining…

Day 5: We peaced out in the park and went to the utterly disturbing Musuem…

After that we jumped a street car over to “Miyajima” Island and saw this…

There were deer everywhere all over the island, just hanging and eating.
This one was HANGING to eat the fresh shit out of that kids nappy…

We did our best Anthony Kiedis impersonations for the locals…

Bush-bashed up a river, through countless, insane spider webs…

And climbed up/down Mt. Misen in the dark…

Back to Hiroshima and we crashed at a capsule hotel – where I couldn’t
shower because I happen to have some dumb shit on my back.

Day 6: Back to the station and off to Kyushu. We got done by a ticket dog
and actually had to pay for some of our journey. Very disappointing.
It wasn’t too much though and we arrived in Fukuoka just after dark…

We hit up this heavenly little burger place and I had the best nuggets that
I have had the joy of eating since Feast On closed down (RIP)…

Central Park offered us a pretty nice little camp site…

Day 7: The ferry to Iki Island was too expensive/long for us, so we ventured
to the closest beach we could find, to the disbelief of the information staff…

Then in the evening we snaked a train up to Kita-Kyushu and boarded
an over-night ferry back to Osaka…

It had a wide selection of vending machines, including this bad boy…

Day 8: Pulled into port in the morning sunlight and frenched our way back to
Tokyo and our home-away-from-home, Sun Heights…

Steal. Trains. Daily.

Blast ‘Em

I made up a mess of zines last night, before sticker bombing with the boys…

And I’m off to Guam in a few hours. Why do I ~HATE~ my life…

Nor Gay

After the UK tour finished I went and hung in Norge
(actually pronounced Nor-gay in Norwegian).

It was so naturally beautiful it was dumb…

On top of a mountain. On top of the World…

Ate fresh blueberries, on more than one occassion…

LA, NY, HK, TRD…

Thor smiled on me, most of the time…

You Are The Quarry

The First Of The Gang

Just another one of these in Norway…

Blondie here played at a music fest in Trondheim. Like Björk and Mayer mixed
together and she looks a bit like Magnus’ sister in this photo (I didn’t take)…

WorldWide

I met so many rad people on my recent adventures.
I wish I could have captured images of everyone that would
convey their coolness, the way I can imagine them now.
Here’s a few people that I DID manage to get photos of…
(Sorry to all the Cool Kids that I missed)

Kenet – my (adopted) son

Big Boi

Speef

Kazaa Krazy Fingerz

The Sook

Cha-cha-cha

Singapore Crew – thanks for the Durian… NOT!

Indo Crew – Moz IS the reason (and I still want a shirt!)…

The One, The Only… Michi

EBBING88! and Julian

D-Riddy and Pask

What’s the time, Mr. Wulf?

Desmond Tutu?

Lisa The Lezzo

Ellen Degeneres

Santa – The Fritzbee addict

Noa Wyle and Prince Fredrik

This Guy

This Guy! (and Roger… I guess)

This guy???

Saori

Schweine

MF Doom

Mr. Ping Pong

ChickenOwlBearPossum

Mr. Future

Mr. BULL

Amy

Clarky Caps, Adam & his Girl & Smiles

And of course… The Welsh Magicians

Hopefully I’ll get to hang out with all of these fuckers in the not too distant future.

Euros

Fuck Them All!
(for making me like them)…

These chav cunts too, and that like…

And especially this guy…

Driving Far Away

Been out of the Fatherland for almost a week.
But they won’t forget us so quickly…