If you have random jobs and friends, you will have random parties.
A typical one looks like this:

An atypical one looks like this:

Super-rad and super-lame at the same time!

My boy who organizes this Santcon had it in Kanda of all places. Who hangs out in Kanda? Besides a few hundred Santas? A bunch of old dudes who look like they just lost money at the track. Seriously, the east side is depressing at night.

I wore my red G-Star sweatsuit and a ski mask, which most people thought was whack, but a few people were down with.
Some ramen bonenkai went here.

It was some of the worst food I have ever had in Japan. At least the drinks were watered down so I didn't get too drunk.
Mega-random:

I hit up my boy's glass-blowing studio for their year end party. Hunh?

Glass blower fun and games?

You bet. Apparently you can make popcorn.

Blow a giant bowl of molten glass.

And dump in the kernels!

Later, he said he's tried it a few times to no avail.
The videos on Youtube make it look easy.


No drinking, but we always have a meetup of the fine folks from the English biker groups.

Nice weather.

Homeboy crashed his KTM, but he is always talking shit about how I don't do wheelies, and he laughed off the crash, so I guess I don't feel so bad. See it live here:
http://youtu.be/JDrbvNC8sZA
That isn't me, it was another guy, by the way.

Insane ramen party. See you next year.
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