Pyttipanna
Woke up to some pyttipanna.

Then back to the Baltic.

Landed on an island with so many rules.

Nice.

Moo.

Woke up to some pyttipanna.

Then back to the Baltic.

Landed on an island with so many rules.

Nice.

Moo.

The joke around the house today has been "Amish penetration."

This shit is fucking incredible. Thanks Jenny!

I play mind games with the fish I catch. This abborre gets to see what just went down to his cousin. Foreshadowing.

And then just to be a real asshole.

RIP and rest in my belly.
This is what a drunk old man looks like in Sweden. I can't believe they left me on the lawn.

Time to sniff flowers and dodge bees.

And then head out to sea.

My 32nd birthday was last week. Not too stoked about getting older. My life doesn't suck, but I'd give anything to go back and do it all over again.

You cannot fuck with Swedish strawberries. If you have not ate one before, you have not had a strawberry. Straight up.

My Swedish fam, Ann & Ante. Thanks for baking my amazing b-day cake while simultaneously nursing your hangover Ante.

These little bastards will not leave me alone.

I'm off to LA for a few days. Then later this month I'm headed to NYC for the release of Kingbrown Magazine #8 on July 26th.
And don't forget my solo show at Fecalface Gallery here in SF on July 20th! Summer fun!
I made it up to Seattle last week to check out Mayhem fest with Slayer, Motorhead and Anthrax. Such an awesome show! No matter how tight you think your band is, Slayer will fucking kill you!

You know how I do it.

I don't think they could have picked a more perfect setlist.

I don't smoke, but I love seeing different flavors and health warnings when abroad.

Do not look at this while on the drugs.

Ante's wife Ann has the smallest feet in Europe.

Impossible not to.

I went offline last week and overseas to Sweden.

And this was my first meal.


Pretty damn tasty.

After more beers than I could care to count, I created fire.

And at about half-passed Midnight I ran down to the icy Baltic with my family to swim.

Ante, our Sweden distributor, came all the way from Gothenburg to kick it (and swim).

First day in Sweden was very dope.
This is how we did it Oakland on Sunday. Spraycans and homies.
Hope everybody had a great weekend.
If you're in the SF area Tuesday night, stop by Pop's Bar between 10pm and midnight to hear me play my old punk and metal records. Come early!