REBEL8

Ricky and I have been talking forever about a donut eating challenge.  It first began when we were listening to AM radio and some chick said it was impossible to eat 10 in an hour. Simple minded bitch, try 24.

And he’s off!

Within a couple of minutes Ricky got three down.

Milk helps.

And he kept dunking and powering through.

One by one the donuts left their pink box home and entered Ricky’s ever-expanding stomach.

Deep into the challenge Ricky became grumpy and disgusted with himself. Past donut 7 he says is hell.

But he kept at it like a trooper. I was astonished. Dumbfounded, really. I couldn’t believe it.

However, even for the man who loves circles and donuts.

Some times you just gotta walk away.

Happy New Years REBEL8ERS! Thank you, thank you, thank you for a wonderful 2010! I wish you, your friends and your family a very happy and healthy 2011!

You got presents. I got fucked up. Christmas ‘10 ruled.

Things are selling out in the online store. Get it before you regret it. We don’t reprint/remake.

Hope everybody had a lovely Christmas.

So last Thursday I finally did Mariposa Cafeteria.

Met Eddie Vedder.

Cole Schreiber v2.0.

And stared at a rainbow by the warehouse every time I waited for InDesign.

Now this is Monday and I’m ready to set it the fuck off.

Hope everyone is having a great holiday. I’m having a great time. Last night PK made some incredible mac-n-cheese! My favorite!

Then today we ate a carrot cake for Jesus’ birthday, a tradition in my household for years. Delicious!

Now it’s back to the endo and drawings. Life is good. Happy Holidays, y’all!

Pulling a backside rock’n'roll is just as thrilling today as it was back in 1983.

My buddy Mike Kershnar caught this flic with his cellphone on one of our recent afternoon sessions at Potrero Park here in SF. When the sun comes out, you just might find me over there living the dream.

Went and kicked it at my friend’s pad. I love seeing other people’s houses, apartments or work spaces.

He has some naughty R8 posters from the past.

He also roasts his own coffee right on the fire escape. Delicious.

Cole is back in SF (again). Some would say he’s thriving in his natural habitat.

The view from my window at work ain’t so bad.

Cute. Pun intended.

Set Blue Plate ablaze with our R8 company holiday dinner.

Dougernaut and catch.

The inner circle.

Back to work. Later skater.

SFPD.

“Who wants some spice?”

Pablo brewed up some delicious rape punch for the party. Got people feelin’ nice! Kinda looked the same coming out of me this morning.

Ceviche.

Kristin & P’nut were bummed they didn’t win the “Guide To Humping” porno in the gift exchange.

Bruce Leroy.

The real classy gift I brought for the exchange.

Best wishes.