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Jason doing his hair for the trip.
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Jason dyeing his hair.
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How long do I have to leave this shit in?
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Jason's Mom helping.
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Jason doing his hair for the trip.
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Now we are ready to road trip across the country.
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The whole crew moments before departure.
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That's Scary!
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Pantera's Pizza, St. Louis
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Outside Pantera's Pizza, St. Louis
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Me
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Alexei in playground across from Pantera's Pizza, St. Louis
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Alexei and Jason in playground across from Pantera's Pizza, St. Louis
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Roadside fun! Rolling down a hill in the middle of now where Mississippi after being in the car all night.
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Roadside fun! Rolling down a hill in the middle of now where Mississippi after being in the car all night.
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Roadside fun! Rolling down a hill in the middle of now where Mississippi after being in the car all night.
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More road side fun.
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The whole crew again. Somewhere, MS. Moments before getting pulled over by a Mississippi State Trooper in a Dukes of Hazard police car.
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A borrowed fire hydrant that was turned into a touch lamp in Conan's house.
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Conan's VW Van.
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Uh yeah.
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Conan, the getaway driver.
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Conan (Don't ask)
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Bam Bam logo on the back of my head.
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Fun with sausage. Don't ask me.
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The wonder bra girl.
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Conan playing with fire.
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Jason wearing the underwear he bought for his girl friend.
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The bra we had tied to our antenna all the way from IA to Alabama.
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Heehee. :)
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Alexei piercing his nose again. This time he didn't use Jason's mom's diamond earring.
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Conan and Jason in the van.
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Conan playing with fire again.
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In the van going somewhere.
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Mike passed out again. Conan warned him.
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Nice.
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My first time to the ocean. Gulf Shores, Alabama.
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It was cold out. We were the only crazy bastards in the water.
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The beach.
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Someone taking a picture of me hanging upside down out of the sun roof.
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The fountain outside Conan's housing development.
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The water is usually blue, but for some reason there are white suds all over the top of the water. Almost like someone put laundry detergent in it.
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New Orleans airport. This is where Mike learned you don't talk about guns in an airport.
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Conan, Jason, and I.
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Mike getting us kicked out of the River Walk in New Orleans
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Fire breathing guy in the French Quarter.
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Me 17. Me drinking a Hurricane next to a NOPD cop.
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Street band in the French Quarter.
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Conan.
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Mike and I. The pull is probably holding us up.
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More fun in the French Quarter.
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Conan after a Cherry Bomb.
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We were lost in New Orleans. Saw Thou Shalt NOT Kill billboard and felt real safe. I ended up living a couple miles from here when I moved to N.O.
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Jason after a Cherry Bomb. YUM!
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More Cherry Bombs. Nothing like a cherry soak in grain alcohol.
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The last day in Alabama.
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Everyone is thinking, "Too bad this week has to end."
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The crew and the getaway vehicle. Nothing like 4-wheeling in a VW van.
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