Our boys are out of it, but that won’t stop us from having a good time! The World Cup is still worth celebrating, if not just for the sport, but for that fact that so many different folks from all over the world can get together and share some good times. No politics (sorta), no grudges (mostly), maybe one day we’ll be able to play a quick friendly to settle a disagreement instead bombing the hell out of each other (hopefully).
Our good friends up north had a birthday recently. Purist turned 3 years old and Kevin was nice enough to task The Co. with a t-shirt graphic to celebrate. This one is an ode to our favorite pastime, adult beverages. The PLDC celebrates these ties that bind. “Liquor, Ladies, and Liver Failure”. Congrats to Kevin and the crew at Purist.
If you happen to catch SB on the street and he looks a little haggard, this might be why. A few weeks back SB and wife Erin (mostly Erin) had twin baby girls! These perfect little beauties may have mom and dad completely exhausted, but the rest of us at The Co. are enjoying every bit of this new additions. A big congrats to the new family and if you do see SB, skip the cigars and stiff drinks and hand that dude a pillow.
You may have noticed a few post recently added to the blog that carry a little different voice then usual. Don’t be alarmed, be stoked! That’s just our long time buddy and new LWR correspondent, Maurice Pendarvis. Mr. Pendarvis brings a wealth of talent and insight on all things LWR and some other weird random shit that might get us all in trouble, hopefully. Hard workin’ and hard drinkin’, Maurice is a Company Man through and through.
The Black Keys are coming to San Diego 9/25.
The history of Cinco De Mayo, as told by some English lady (thats as unbiased as I could find). Personally, I’ve had a growing discontent for the “holiday” and country that made it up and celebrates (with great passion) the culture of a people it generally treats like shit. *They are passing out mexican mustaches at work today, maybe I’m being sensitive. Hell I’m not even Mexican, but if it was Filipino independence day you wouldn’t see me dressed up like the “Barrel Man”. Back to my point, if I ever had one. I was bummed on Cinco. But after digging a little deeper, thanks internet, I found that there could be some reasons for everyone to celebrate this kinda-sorta holiday. Mexicans: Beat up on the French, Saved America when we were busy fighting ourselves. Americans: Saved America when we were busy fighting ourselves.
So yeah, all reasons to eat, drink, and be merry. Maybe today is a good day to sit down and workout all this immigration business. We’re neighbors, like it or not…we should be able to share a drink and work out some issues. Let’s just chill out on the slightly racist party favors.
So I spent most of the last week moving back home to good ol’ San Diego (I’ll skip the Ron Burgundy jokes). Immediately after I unpacked my last box, I was on a plane to Austin for the éS Spring 11 photo shoot. 4 days, 30 acres, 6 skaters, 6 bb guns, 4 goats and a whole lot of beer drinkin’. I’m sorry I ever doubted you Austin, never again.
I’m home for a bit before I’m out to Vancouver. Our buddy and European Dist. Ante (Swedun) is having a birthday shin-dig on the 5th. I just missed lining up Stockholm while I was out there, which was probably the right choice considering the pounding my liver was taking. But if you are anywhere around Ante’s part of the world make sure you to wish him a happy birthday, it think it looks like this in his native language…swuyw oieus op newohwsz!
SB, like most brand/sales managers likes to keep me on my toes. By keeping me on my toes I mean he spends most of his waking moments trying to figure out how to squeeze one more drop of creative juice out of what’s left of my 3 brain cells. I’ll just leave you with this photo as a hint of what he’s been tormenting me with lately.
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