Here I am hounding Naked Raygun vocalist Jeff Pizzati at the Blank Club on Wednesday. I wanted us to throw up the "312" but I ended up doing a dorky "thumbs-up" instead. Some things never change. Photo: Troy D.
I pedal thwacked my shin while mountain biking a couple months ago and opened up this pretty fountain of red. I probably should have gone in for a stitch or two, but I didn't...it kinda left a mark. Permanent like.
