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Well talk about a party blowout! First off, I'd like to thank our neighbors for not calling the cops when the party spilled into the front yard at 11pm, where we proceeded to scream and shout while hitting multiple pinatas. Yes, we had more than one pinata. Secondly, I'd like to thank our neighbors for not calling the cops when we had a full blown (loud) dance party in the pool house (which, interestingly enough, we don't have a pool; we just have a room that resembles a pool house). Tertiary, I'd like to thank everyone for coming, it meant the world to Girlfren' and myself (it also meant the world to some of you too because you didn't ascend to Heaven like you were supposed to on account of the rapture).

If I had to peg one thing that stood out from the party for me, it was the fact that everyone was willing to let go and have a good time; swing for the fences on the pinata, dance like you're alone, and really commit to having fun. I truly think a lot of people are scared of stepping outside their comfort zone so here's my advice to you: When someone asks you to do something that makes you kind of uncomfortable, just do it -- you might find that it was worth while (you also might find that now you're naked in the desert with only your shoes, and your butt hurts...but that's rare...they usually take your shoes too).Ultimately everyone made some new friends, we lost a few friends (seriously we couldn't find a few people who we know came to the party), and fun was had by all.

And if that weren't enough, we had the first swell of the season for wedge and Girlfren' had her bridal shower. As the Never Ending Story narrator would say, "But that, is a different story."


But if you don't want it to be a different story, and you are really into bodysurfing, here is a link to the video somebody shot of a couple few good bodysurfing waves over the weekend. Enjoy, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v
=8dai7p48JqA
Thomas VanMelum

"Pineapple Fields Forever" by the Schmeetles

 And the Schmeetles latest hit, "Here come the rays, shooby doo wop!" So, contrary to popular belief, the main reason of going to Hawaii was to visit the pineapple fields. Long have I enjoyed the zany business tactics of Dole and wanted to know where all the magic happens. Turns out they don't do magic, they just grow pineapples. In fact that should be their new slogan:

Dole. No magic, just pineapples.

I think that would clear up a lot of confusing revolving around the pineapple world. Not to mention, my cousin Jake and I have tried to do Splash Mountain poses all over the world. Oh, you don't know what a Splash Mountain pose is? It's where you go somewhere mundane or silly, and put your arms over your head like you are going down the steep part of Splash Mountain! Perfectly demonstrated below by my lovely fiancé. Yup I know how to type é's.

Sometimes I wonder to myself, at what point in time will people realize that Hipstamatic should win a Nobel Prize? In 2012, when the world ends, we are going to need to have a lot of cool photos so that the next race that inhabits Earth will know how cool humans were. And trust me, they will want to know. If all we have are artifacts like bowls and classic videos of the greatest live performer ever, Young MC, then they will have no idea the great stuff we were capable of. Hipstamatic can fix this; afterall, Hipstamatic's dad is a tv repair man.

PS I tried to watch the Young MC video and got bored 27 seconds into it.<-- That's how cool I am.

Thomas VanMelum

Backflips, Nipple Slips, and The Clips

BLAM! We were chasing around fucking Ninja Turtles EVERYWHERE in LA last night--SHREDDER! Nutz, Jesse, Jake, and myself enjoyed an entertaining game at the Houston Rocket's expense. The night was not all fun and games though (no, nobody got their eye poked out). We had a common goal: to end up on the Jumbotron (this would make Lauren envious for sure). We air humped like crazy, we danced with eachother, we showed a little boobie, and we accomplished nothing (except entertaining our immediate seat neighbors)! We just can't compete with girls wearing Clippers gear, gay guys doing their rendition of every famous broadway musical dance, and cute little kids who could be on biggest loser. Varily, we could not have tried harder, and because of this, I can put this one in the win column.

These girls to the right agreed to take a picture with Jake and some jackass took a picture of him at the exact same time as me, so his flash ruined the photo. I'm thinking, WTF!?!? But probably not for the reasons you are thinking. Here goes:

Why is some random dude taking a picture of Jake, a guy he doesn't know, with these girls?


Serioulsy. Seriously. seriously. The only logical explanation I can come up with, is that he is using Jake as an excuse to take a picture of the girls. Thus, Jake will end up being in this random guy's "alone time." Sorry Jake, but you inadvertently got stuck in a "sticky" situation, and for that I apologize. Zinger!

All in all it was a great time...3 Jews and Nutz. I say that because I thought of an amazing show to combat with The View, it's called 3 Jews and Nutz. We sit around talking about current events (mainly complaining), but there's a twist. Part of the whole show is to get your entire point across while eating nuts. There's very few things that are more disgusting than listening to a person talk while eating nuts. Then, talking yourself and watching them clean their teeth with their tongue because they have nut residuals. The End. PS This tv show will be more than one-dimensional.

Thomas VanMelum