ASR + Flu = Shit
So I got the flu on the way to Tim O'Connor's roast on Wednesday. Hoping to have an uncensored version of that thing for you soon. Anyway, I didn't do shit at ASR but cold sweat in hotel rooms and film Lord of the Lines (mostly Bobby Worrest for éS) with a pocket cam. Boo fuckin' hoo. It was actually quite liberating to watch a contest with my actual eyes for once instead of a through a viewfinder of sorts.
Omar was drunk, Nieratko wasn't.
Tim's "O" face.
In the midst of it all, I stopped by the haunted Horton Grand hotel. The elevator is a trip. There's these rooms you can see on the way up with stuffed doll females in them and stuff. But really, some people died in there and there's supposedly ghosts and shit.
Check the cleave!
(2) responses to: ASR + Flu = Shit
Jack Epstein said:
Lucky Duckling, I wish I was there.
reeves said:
people=shit haha
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