Posts tagged: machines

Late Nights at the Shop

Every now and again, I end up pulling a double duty over at the print shop. It’s kinda cool cause I can crank the music without the business next door getting all “sandy vagina’d” on me. When the work day is through I can crack a beer, start shutting down and on occasion… even take some late night pics. I love my machines. In the daylight, they just sit quietly waiting for me to wake them up. And then when deadlines start gettin real crazy, this place is pounding and the floor vibrates like a locomotive. I love my machines. All 10 tons of them.


Saturday morning cartoons – Mother F*ckin Devlin!

Da – DaDa – Da!
He’s strong and he’s fast but he’s got no mustache.
His chick paints his tank cause she’s an artistic skank.
Yeah – it’s Devlin!

It’s devlin everybody. Remember… 1974. This dude rode around on a rainbow background jumping over like a million trippy Mystery Machines thinking he was some kind of Evil Knevil. Crazy ass Bultaco riding, jump suit wearing mother fucker. If you’re like me, you have at least one pair of 3D glasses sitting around somewhere. Put ’em on and watch this video again.