So a year ago I made a random offhand comment in a tweet that I wanted to play kickball and drink beer and who was in? It was one of those dumb random comments that I make because I’m dumb and random. Only my friend Margaret responded and after going back and forth a bit,…
Day 1314 of 365 4 lyf. Still catching up… Yes, we keep our beer in the beer crisper. Obviously. Where else would we keep in there? 365 days
Day 1150 of 365 4 lyf. Ok, I put effort into yesterday’s pic. Well kinda, anyway. Morgan pointed out that she and Steph did all the work. But whatever, I figured that meant I could slack off a bit today. Actually I didn’t really slack. I spent the entire day working on Hellcats which I…
Day 1149 of 365 4 lyf. So I had a whole big concept shoot in mind today, but as stated in yesterday’s pic UPS fucked me over, so I had to cancel that. *sigh* So instead, Steph, Trixie and I went shopping and did a litle mini shoot later. I decided to induct both of…
Day 1086 of 365 Again. That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it. I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked Drink my beer and smoke my weed But my good friends are all I need Pass out at three wake up at ten Go out to…
Day 1067 of 365 Again. I put a lot of work into yesterday’s photo. Both the shot and the write up. So i decided today it was ok to just slack a little. So here’s a look into one of the secrets of the Maverick household. Let’s say you’re a beer drinker. You like your…
After doing no Tarot cards for months, I got three done this week. All with new models. Kinda weird the way they go in bursts like that.
This one is Miaa and Xero. They were supposed to do a longer shoot, but Miaa wasn’t feeling well. Yet they still showed up to make sure they got the tarot card done. For that I am very thankful. Definitely have to get them back to do a longer shoot soon.
Day 809 of 365 Again. You know what’s funny. I think every 365er who starts out with a point and shoot camera gets to the point that they’re a good enough photographer that they want an SLR. I’m a good enough photographer that I want a point and shoot again. I love my camera. I…
Day 800 of 365 Again. 800 days. Wow. Well, the radio show co-hosting gig I thought I had today was cancelled. Or at least postponed. Oh well, that was exciting for a minute. Maybe for the best anyway. I really hadn’t planned or prepared for it. And it meant that I got to spend the…
Day 764 of 365 Again. You know, I did very little today and yet I’m very tired. Slept in, then got up and drove to Wheeling for a wrestling show. A very short match, but had a lot of fun, then I drove home. Once I got here I was exhausted. I really don’t get…
Day 667 of 365 More.
So here’s something a little different. I took this picture today, but its actually representative of what I did on Friday. Today, I didn’t really do anything superinteresting. I shot the podcast with Stephen. worked on Hellcats, which will be up at midnight, and worked on cleaning my pool.
I wish I had done the pool a week ago. It’s been in the 90s here the last few days and it would have been really nice to jump in. But no dice. Another day or two of chemical balancing and it will be set though.
Anyway, nothing I felt like taking a picture of, so instead I thought I’d talk about one of my favorite activities. BARE-AOKE! I’ve mentioned it here before. It’s Karaoke, at a strip club! One of the best things ever. It’s just like Karaoke anywhere else, a bunch of drunken losers, standing on stage, belting out out of tune renditions of pop and rock songs, with no cohesive style between them, so even if someone is good, which they’re usually not, you’re left wondering why "My Way" was followed by "Baby Got Back". But, to make it more tolerable, at this club, there are naked ladies dancing around you while you sing. It’s the best thing ever. Even if you don’t like strip clubs. It’s just so ridiculous and surreal that you can’t help but love it. Plus the deejay, DJ Marty, is just awesome.
Friday they were celebrating one of my favorite strippers’, Pinky’s, birthday. So I ended up singing her favorite song of mine, Prince’s Darling Nikki to her while she danced for me. Actually everyone loves when I do Darling Nikki. It’s my best karaoke performance. I got a standing ovation, and won myself a couple free passes from the bartender/manager, just because she liked it.
So you know, if anyone wants to go sing in front of some strippers one of these Friday nights, I’m in.
Day 617 of 365 More. Honestly, that’s what I get for getting complacent. I’ve been worried about the comic for the last few days. mostly because at this point, there’s nothing I can really do. Everything is ordered. Everything is paid for. Really all I have is to wait for it to be delivered. I…
Day 596 of 365 More. Beer, the only carbs I need. So today was the day. After 5 weeks of processing, Steph and I invited friends over to try a nice refreshing batch of "Lonzo Maverick’s Good Ol’ Fashioned Canadian Maple Lager." Just like Grampa used to make. Unfortunately, as far as I know, my…
Day 582 of 365 More. Wow. I’m amazed at how much I accomplished today. Got two pages done of my comic. Edited and posted some shots of Chaste from yesterday’s shoot. Worked out for the first time in way too long. Bottled the beer that Steph and I made a few weeks ago. Cooked up…
Day 561 of 365 More. I’ve wanted to learn to brew my own beer for a long time. I don’t know why. I’m perfectly capable of picking up a case at the distributor. But something about the process just always seemed cool. My mother bought me a kit for Christmas, but I never got around…