Monday, September 13, 2010

Classic Gyro

This meta gyro was submitted by the mega spray-gun, military hardware, Buddha abstraction, Bastardo leader: A-Town based painter Danny Powell.  Presumably Powell picked up this classic gyro somewhere in the greater Chicago-land area and hossed it with some fries and an RC cola.  




2 comments:

thomas schmidt/earl parker said...

I've at last come to the great withstanding conclusion that my new LA friends are these idiotic idiots that always say they want to go out to eat, but then don't do it -- or, as always at least be down for so much beer drinking that I completely lost interest in the festivities. I have been working my balls off and live off hard boiled eggs, and tomato soup with saltine crackers, a whole log for each bowl. Sometimes I cook eggs and put them in between a toasted bagel. Other times i buy a bagel with cream cheese at a donut shop, along with some donuts taht I eat throughout the day and into the night -- usually having my jaws come upon them when I am about to keal over or faint in my tiny boxlike apartment. my master chef friend, chef simms works most the time and his cooking isn't around anymore and I don't have a car to go anywhere good and all my friends are idiots anyway so I just use the computer most days. I have one cool photography friend left but all these people are either married or planning on it and are not around like the old days. there used to be a lot of cool people (and lame) when I lived in Downtown LA and this Hollywood set up now is kind of disappointing: the people seem a little more fucked up and not just dudes that drink. I got contacted by a porn agency and sent them a video and I think they gave up on me -- I was going to use the dough to get some cavities filled after my insurance was cancelled due to the depression. It may sound bad but the literature is smooth, and that's all that's been going on for quite some time. I guess I am not the type to get married.

Anonymous said...

I've at last come to the great withstanding conclusion that my new LA friends are these idiotic idiots that always say they want to go out to eat, but then don't do it -- or, as always at least be down for so much beer drinking that I completely lost interest in the festivities. I have been working my balls off and live off hard boiled eggs, and tomato soup with saltine crackers, a whole log for each bowl. Sometimes I cook eggs and put them in between a toasted bagel. Other times i buy a bagel with cream cheese at a donut shop, along with some donuts taht I eat throughout the day and into the night -- usually having my jaws come upon them when I am about to keal over or faint in my tiny boxlike apartment. my master chef friend, chef simms works most the time and his cooking isn't around anymore and I don't have a car to go anywhere good and all my friends are idiots anyway so I just use the computer most days. I have one cool photography friend left but all these people are either married or planning on it and are not around like the old days. there used to be a lot of cool people (and lame) when I lived in Downtown LA and this Hollywood set up now is kind of disappointing: the people seem a little more fucked up and not just dudes that drink. I got contacted by a porn agency and sent them a video and I think they gave up on me -- I was going to use the dough to get some cavities filled after my insurance was cancelled due to the depression. It may sound bad but the literature is smooth, and that's all that's been going on for quite some time. I guess I am not the type to get married.