May 12, 2002

Coney Island Day

Holy cuh-rap. So I totally let this one fall through the cracks. I shrunk the pics, put them into HTML and everything, but for some reason I just never got around to adding my clever captions!

So, lemme try to remember...the weather was just starting to get nice and Grant and myself decided to take Grant's friend Colin (who was in visiting from Boston) out to Coney Island. (And so I could play around with my camera and take "artsy" pictures. I hope you like them.)

josh — This picture is great. Josh demonstrates the proper way to hold a "Book of Poems" so that girls can easily see that you are not only literate, but sensitive too.

Astroland Park, baby! This place is Disneyworld for whitetrash!

Aw, yeah.

The infamous Cyclone.

colin, grant — Grant and Colin cower like little bitches as they await the next coaster.

Boardwalk railings. (artsy, right?)

Birds. (even artsier, huh?)

Saturated color-photo of a grumpy man in a wheelchair with an iron lung. (This photo is so artsy would make your high school photo teacher wet.)

grant — Squinty Grant chows down on his $9 chicken and then washes it down with a $4 12oz. Coors Light. Noice!

grant — It just wouldn't be a trip to the boardwalk without wasting excessive amounts of money on coin-operated arcade games!

grant — How fucking tough does Grant look in this photo? He looks like some bad-ass boxer from the 20's and shit.

And look how not-tough I'm managing to look here.

Sha-pow! Take that evil video-boxer-game-guy!

Check out the Coin-op fortune lady getting all protective o'er her bottle of Bacardi! That's the thing about Coney Island, they always keeping it real out there. You know what I'm sayin?

Not being able to handle the fact that Grant beat me at videogame boxing, I insisted that we both do the strong man game (I figured I was a shoe-in for an easy victory...I mean come on, look at those rippling forearms, right?)

grant — Too bad I forgot to take into account that Grant's Limey ancestors have spent the better-half of last thousand years hunched over in dim caves mining coal and whatnot on their god-forsaken Island country (aka - England). He beat me by a full ten points on the little lightbulb meter. Fack!

What you can't see in this picture is that those three cute, little bears were pointing and mocking me.

This ride sucks. It only ever scared one person ever. (and that was because he laughed so hard at how stupid it was that he scared himself). I want my four tickets back.

See this girl in the white tank-top? We saw her a few times throughout the day...we kept noticing her because she had really these big, hard, visible nipples jutting through here little, white tanktop. So after we saw her for like the third time, I bet Grant that I could take a better "sneaky picture" of her nipples than he could without getting caught. (Hey, I know it's a stupid game, but I had just been beaten at videogame boxing and the "strong man contest" by a guy who I had 20lbs on, I was desperate, okay!) Here's Grant's picture of her nipples. Not bad, right?

grant — But yo, check this shit! What's up now? I think we all know who the clear winner of this particular game was, right? U-S-A! U-S-A!

colin, grant — Thumbs up. That's all, yo.