miceail's misadventures

How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man? How many seas must the white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand? The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind

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A young guy getting older, figuring his place in the world by seeing it. Trying not to live with regret but living with sacrifices made. Getting by with height, humor and humility

Monday, August 28, 2006

west 4th and macdonald

letain flew in from quebec city on friday. we went and grabbed him and went head on into a session that started at adrians and ended vandalism, noise pollution and wrassling. it was alot of fun. we went downtown met up with a bunch of people at the clubs. every weekend is a reunion its seemed. we got really faded. at some point my shoes ended up caught in the telephone wires 50 feet above the street, i still am amazed we got em down. we tore up west 4th pretty good on the way back after breakfast with monti. it got a lil outta control. bedtime wasn't till 5:30 then i had to wake up 2 hours later to get to the golf club for tay's stag. done.

me and johnny back in the mix. a lil salute to those who don't like it!


johnny monti and adurn at caprice. snakes in the club


tyrone, the motley crue roadie and scar tissue


johnny and ex-appeal


dounia letting people know how many times better i am at madden than him, again.

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