the weeks are adventurous, but the people make the times.

last monday & tuesday i was in dc and md overseeing a few projects 

bethesda is lovely. 

wednesday was poker night in nyc.

poker was cancelled, so i went to a gallery show.

thursday morning i met the team at the train station and headed to boston for the Society Original Products x Brand Nation event with the kid daytona & moshadee.

9th wonder was there.

our hotel was lovely. 

so were our vegetables.

boston is green. 

hey minosoar!

friday we were back in ny for kev storrey’s birthday at sutra. 

before the party we met with adler at the NUE offices to discuss tour routing for next year. 

oh 2012, you will be had. 

uniqlo shopping and a quick clothes change turned into us getting to the party later than planned.

ahh.

the line was hell. knowing people is always a good thing.

sorry to the people who didn’t get in. 

- modi was there. [congrats on his tanning of america interview with steve stoute]

- adrian grenier from entourage —yes vinny fucking chase!— was there. he complained about how long the guy in front of us was taking a piss as we waited in the bathroom line. afterwards he bought a round of shots. such is life

- tony was there and spent wayyy too much on drinks. http://twitter.com/#!/TFRrocks/status/138095406910423041

 - couple a&r’s from big record companies and a bunch of other pricks who forgot that they were snobby fucks due to alchol consumption gave me all their contact info. oh industry of the young and not so elite entertainment insiders you fucked yourselves. lol

- Will was speaking of paris trips. i believe in will. he doesn’t fuck around. 

- brendan managed to get in with society sweatpants. i wish i owned a clothing company. lol 

the night ended somewhere between sutra and union square. east village was home. 

saturday saw some leave back to their home states as others arrived.

hotels were switched.

more shopping. 

errands.

and finally midtown to meet up with the young preston and his luminaries.

greetings exchanged.

mayhem ensued.

it was brooklyn for the night.

chicken grease’s birthday party.[don’t ask, wont tell]

actual fried chicken was served. 

_________

haha

more women than guys? yes. 

more straight women than guys? no.

sighs. you would think this was a good thing, right?

the dj was rocking tho. 

probably best house party dj ever.

somebody get me this kid’s contact.

house parrttttyyyyy.

welcome to my house partyyyy 

the magic of instagram was bestowed upon me.

it was all love somewhere off the j train.

melina dash fell asleep on the train ride back

i found love in a egg and cheese bagel with avocado

but the party got the best of me. 

bk parties 10000000 - ferb 0

i crashed hard. 

goodnight. 

sunday

…. i wont. 

i can’t

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hey! this week’s thanksgiving week. updates from home soon! let the madness begin. 

oh memphis. 

how will you treat me? 

-savage-

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