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  1. Monday, September 19, 2016

    im in chicago and how about this, im about to hang with aj 

    jeanine ajwhen i was in college aj and i wrote together, rocked out together, we even had a rock and roll radio show together.

    the only thing we didnt do is get it on together. i shoulda told her, look at me, i have my hair, i look great in the cubs shirt that i will later wear in vegas. and i weight 125 lbs. whats not to love?

    she loved me but not *that* way. which was a bit sad in a way but it led to great diary entries in my creative studies diaries class and poems and short stories.

    one thing led to another and jeanine and i started dating and then we moved in together. we were super in love. maybe in a sick way. we got these friendship bracelets which are painfully visible in this photo and i think i wore mine for a year or two. i think i also had one on my ankle. i was nuts. we were all nuts. all three of us shoulda probably gotten it on right after this picture was taken but we were sweet kids not wearing any makeup, not putting any product in our hair, probably not even wearing underwears.

    i love this picture because you can just see all the love we had and have for each other beaming through. it was taken right outside of AJs pad affectionally dubbed “the playpen”. mons pubis or the wonderfuls were about to play. some jungle juice was being prepared in a nearby garbage can. and the neighbors were for sure peeking through their curtains at the parade of beauty and freaky. i think the year was 1990. either that or 91. def one of my all time favorite pictures.

  2. Saturday, September 17, 2016

    even when we were poor we still had money to see concerts 

    chris joe and me at the dead in vegas

    this is chris, joe and i at the Imperial Palace in Vegas, May 1992 about to see the Grateful Dead with Steve Miller opening.

    the imperial palace doesnt exist any more. the dead doesnt exist any more but i still have that cubs shirt.

    that concert was the first time i ever really started to understand the Dead. i had seen them once before at the Forum but passed out due to an over achieving pot cookie given to me by a beautiful stranger who only asked for a hug in return. i didnt catch her name but she had long blonde hair with flowers in it and a day glow bikini top.

    because i didnt wanna pass out at the Vegas show, i only drank beers.

    you cant tell from this pre party picture but later that day thunderstorms rolled in right about the time the band started playing Drums/Space

    in one of the most spiritually trippy experiences ive ever had at a rock show, the thunder started jamming with the drummers and the drummers jammed right back.

    in that dusty weird twilight out in the desert, i was all, oooooooooooooooooh

    so this is the grateful dead!

    and then two girls with see through tops kissed my cheeks.

  3. Friday, September 16, 2016

    my hippy friends at UCSB 

    hippie friends at ucsb

    way back when i was in college we didn’t take a lot of pictures. back then you had to use film and get it developed and it all cost money. it was insane.

    so of my whole four years at UCSB i think there are only like 9 pictures of me total.

    i had two sets of friends at school, both of whom i still am very close with: my Daily Nexus friends and my hippy friends.

    one Christmas the ladies of the latter group decided that we should all dress up and have a “formal” dinner before we all flew home for Christmas break. not everyone had the latest in high fashion, in fact looking at this it might appear that some of us robbed the local Goodwill, but we tried, because why not.

    we were all “poor” but we always had food to eat, beer to drink, and fun to have and best of all we all shared.

    often i say im the luckiest man alive and i seriously cannot even imagine how different my life would be now if i wasn’t placed in the San Nicolas dorm and instantly clicked with all of these super sweet, very fun people.

  4. Thursday, September 15, 2016

    one day sass brought over her super hot friend candis 

    me candis and sass

    i was the blog editor of the times at the time and i was trying my best to get one of our movie blogs on the map.

    it was written by this excellent reporter who traveled around and got these great stories

    but he wasnt a critic, he wrote about movie news, which was fine, and he’d write a few features. good features. but the web was yawning.

    i was starting to learn that unless a movie blog was something super dooper special and unique like The Hero Complex

    it was gonna be a struggle to get it happening.

    so i thought of this great idea, i was gonna dress up in costume every week and go to the movies

    and invite all of our readers to come with us and afterwards we would interview the readers

    and ask them what they thought of the movie

    and we would put their videos up a couple days later

    and we would call the whole thing The LA Times Movie Club

    well of course everyone jumped on board because it was a brilliant idea and i was making good money

    so i didnt even expense the costumes or the wigs or the makeup or even the movies

    and omg the entertainment editors came up to me and shook my hand and said

    “tony god bless you. there are so many lonely people out there and you have

    given them a way to see movies with other strangers and our fine paper. you’re amazing!”

    so one day i was almost ready to go to the movies. it was robin hood. the remake with kevin costner.

    and sass was in the neighborhood and she wanted to introduce me to her friend

    and i was all, who cares, fine. i’ll say hi.

    and in walks sass who always looks spectacular and who is this wearing a child’s tshirt as a dress

    but candis marie from the east side and i was all, trust me i dont always dress like an elf.

    she was all, nice tights.

    and we took the picture of our shoes because rarely do i have cool shoes on.

  5. Wednesday, September 14, 2016

    the 100 pics project is now underway 

    tony pierce blogger xbi agent your friend

    as you may know i love pictures. who knows why but i do. love them.

    for a while there were pictures and posters all over my apartment walls. as high as i could reach, if there was any blank space i would put something in it.

    my philosophy was, what good are these pictures in a photo album when they could be right there over the toilet?

    then one day i fell in love with a young lady who moved in with me briefly and asked if she could remove all of the memories of my past. it seemed like a reasonable request so i allowed it. now, years later, i am slowly putting new photos back on my walls and i love it. i love seeing all of these… things… all the time. friends, family, strangers, famous ppl, not famous people, and just great images.

    so last night while driving the mean streets of downtown LA i thought, dude you’re gonna turn 100 in a few weeks! you should probably do something for such a milestone of a birthday. and you should do it on the world famous. and it should be something you aint never done before — which is a tough assignment for someone with  11,240 posts.

    i concluded that every day for the next 100 days i will put up a picture that means something to me. a special picture. one that might be on my walls – or should be on my walls. and i should write about it with as much honesty as you have grown to expect from this humble url of love.

    so lets start with this selfie. this one is from the buzznet days. i can tell because im using a canon rebel camera. only time i ever had that camera was when marc brown bought one or two for buzznet so they could send me out on assignment and take pics for the pic site. i was on a little roadtrip up to vancouver for a buzznet meetup party. it was thanksgivingtime. i had just spent the holiday with the truest and her family in Umpqua, OR and took some really great pics along the way.

    but this one was taken in, i wanna say in the portland area at a cheap motel. i was alone. i missed the truest already but i was looking forward to hanging with chad and smelly danielly and matt good and the canadian crew. it was going to be my first time in canada i think. either the first or second time.

    back then neither my beard or moustache liked to grow in and i was just starting to get gray hairs in there.

    i was cold. i was alone. and the florescent light of the bathroom made me look green. i loved it.