guess whos birthday it is today

karisa rockin the red sox shirt
karisa enjoying a beer in santa barbara
karisa and her sister at the dodgers game at chavez ravine against the cubs
karisa preparing to go to the 2007 mtv video awards in las vegas with her pal tony pierce
karisa modeling a black dress that she tried to auction on ebay but eventually gave to charity
karisa in front of her nissan xterra before seeing eminem at the great western forum in inglewood california
karisa showing off a cut she received after falling down in an unfinished loft in los angeles
karisa at a betsey johnson private party at the avalon on vine in hollywood california
karisa enjoying the chicago cubs defeat the los angeles dodgers at dodger stadium in los angeles
karisa modeling a jean skirt, boots and socks on the penthouse rooftop in beautiful los angeles california
karisa enjoying a good laugh at the sunset junction street festival in 2005
karisa modeling her evil belt at her friend tony pierce's home in hollywood california
karisa and her bff kerrie before a red sox dodgers game in los angeles
karisa in the back of a limo on her way to see Zwan at the wiltern in koreatown
karisa in the bleachers of dodger stadium watching gary sheffield at bat
karisa in front of her workplace at the xbi across the walkway from e! entertainment and g4tv on the miracle mile in hollywood california
karisa poolside at her old apartment in hollywood california somewhat hungover from playing too many rounds of allen
karisa when she used to smoke, at the wedding of heather and steve coulter in eagle rock california

karisa was born to carpenter ants in the jungles of brazil back in the ’50s.
she can carry 10times her weight, climb 90degree traverses, and fall from great heights without even a whimper.

ive never met a bigger showoff in my life, and i know some showoffs.

she reads every book sold at borders, she orders the best sushi, and currently shes training for a triathlon, while getting her masters in nutrition.

unlike other fakers who pretend that they dont even Own a tv, karisa watches every channel, while doing yoga, while redecorating her house, while removing mold from her beach home. her favorite shows are on TLC, the Discovery Channel, and Bravo.

she makes her own clothes by spinning silk out of her ass and knitting while on the treadmill.

for a few years she drove a toyota sedan and i called her grandma and now shes back behind the wheel of a 4×4, where she belongs.

karisa can tell you the nationality of any serious dj, she can tell you every morning FM host’s real name and radio name. and she can drink you under the table in a variety of ways while creating a halfway decent fondue.

her favorite blog is the busblog. which is the only reason i love her.

karisa and tony pierce in front of his old hummer at the grove in hollywood california

happy birthday karisa j. allen, second coolest chick i know.

i hope i get to keep my job forever and ever and ever

but if i ever have to get a new gig, i hope i get to have joey maloney by my side. in fact, who wouldnt want to go to concert after concert, party after party, interview after interview, and get to talk to the rockers, actors, losers, theives, models, fakers, fuckups and stars and have joey document it all through his magical lens

seven days ago today i was at coachella with rockstars, heroes of the internet, award winning journalists, and a bikini girl named suzie. we stayed in a million dollar house that had a gormet kitchen and a pool and a hot tub and a three mile commute to the rock show.

it was such a great party house that when roger waters’ pig flew past it, it turned around after a while and flew back in order to party with us.

ive met a lot of great photographers. several of whom are my friends and whose skillz helped LAist soar to the next level. but theres something about joeys photographic style that makes me wish that he was there next to me at every cool scene because half the time i dont believe what im seeing myself.

the last day of coachella, after waters pretty much brought the house down, me and suzie tried to avoid the mass exodus by leaving a tad early during the encore. but something very cool went down. two kids started rocking in the parking lot.

they had a drum set, a mic, and a hatchback that provided their music. i held suzies purse as she danced, and i danced my little weird dance. it was so spontaneous and joyful. one last chance to get that energy of three days of rock out of us. a cleansing of the palette.

the kids were named Wallpaper, joey was there, and thats me in the background.

to see all of joeys pics from coachella, click here here and here.

photos by Joey Maloney, used with permission

impromptu interview with a lovely canadian

who is still single

Keira-Anne: i got a new swimsuit.
so i whored it off

me: i just saw.
youre a beautiful whore

Keira-Anne: oh thanks

me: your word, not mine

Keira-Anne: i know…i was just saying thanks [smile]
so going retro this summer

me: it works on you

Keira-Anne: thanks

me: im about to give you love on the busblog

Keira-Anne: oh are you?

me: ahahaha

Keira-Anne: p.s. i really hope you come back to vancouver with duane. like, really

me: i made a rule on my last trip that i will only go places where i have a date waiting for me.

Keira-Anne: that’s an extremely gay rule. as IF you couldn’t get laid up here

me: i really wanna have a date with foxxy, but she doesnt write me as much as she used to

Keira-Anne: no? [frown]
not at all?

me: sometimes. via facebook, but i guess im not on msn very much, and all you canadians use that

Keira-Anne: yah we totally do

me: tell me where you got this outfit

Keira-Anne: it’s a swimsuit
by jantzen
their new retro swim collection for ’08
i saw it in vogue and died

me: explain why you would do a shoot like that with the mirror
as opposed via a willing photographer

Keira-Anne: do you know of a willing photographer?
i think there’s a little bit of intrigue to it too – wouldn’t a guy wonder what happens when i shut the camera off?

me: oh yeah.

Keira-Anne is busy. You may be interrupting.

the kids have questions, the old man has answers.

voila–

Kevin Dugan: Do your LA Times blogs have story generation sessions? How do these blogs comes up with story ideas? How should I brainstorm for my own humble blog without forcing it?

Most of the blogs dont have those sort of sessions, but some do depending on the assignment. When Soundboard was preparing their coverage for Coachella, for example, there were several meetings on who would cover which acts and who would cover which elements of the deal. Most blogs come up with their story ideas based on either current news, trends that they notice, or sometimes something that a reader wrote in the comments.

How should you brainstorm for story ideas on your own blog? Write about the thing that scares you the most. Write about the topics that push your buttons. Reveal things about yourself. Get out of your comfort zone. And for God sake dont worry about forcing it. FORCE!

Suzie: what was your favourite part of coachella ???

Watching you be extremely drunk backstage of Coachella posing with David Hasslehoff and not even knowing who he was.

raymi: why do you dress like a tool? hahahha

because i like to know that the girls who get naked for me are doing it for me and not my clothes, car, or enormous tony

Dan: Toronto in May? or Vancouver in June? or neither?

probably neither. which breaks my heart. i love MG and i wanna hear that music live again, and of course i love all the canadians and wanna see you all again, but im so busy its retarded.

Kate in BC: What is the most romantic small act someone did for you?

me and ashley were fighting around halloween. i broke up with her. she broke into my house and left a trail of candy from my door to my bedroom. there were candles in my bedroom and she was napping in a plaid skirt and a short shirt. she might have even had stockings on. the note at the begining of the trail said something like, “the person who left this treat is so sorry for what she did…” or something. anyways it sorta worked. or at least i forgave her for that night.

Krista: Movies you are GOING to see this summer!

Speed Racer!

Bob D: Soriano…1st? 5th? or 7th?

Am I crazy that I like to have my lead off hitter knock out a home run every once in a while?

timmay: celtics-lakers finals?

hell to the yeah, except i bet you that the Celtics win that series. im not yet sold the the Lakers can go all the way without Bynum.

Blank.Fm: Do you ever find a place or activity in your life for ambient music?

when im getting massages. when im getting a lap dance in the future. when im making out with a very young woman in her apartment so i can get over the fact that Suzie has left america and probably wont come back any time soon.

Tommy Tumult: Are you still learning how to play guitar?

i am not. im a huge quitter in regards to guitar playing. my SG copy fell on its face the other day and i didnt even pick it up off the floor for a good 2 hours. i suck.

Chris Carnaghi: What is going on with Tsar? Need a new disc.

Two members of Tsar are working on a special project that all Tsar fans will probably adore. So stay tuned!

color me depressed

a canadian angel is now back to where she belongs. back to the igloos and eskimos. back to the land of poutine and waterfalls.

back away from me.

miss suzie reynolds flew in a week ago and flew out this morning. when i first met her i was all wow. when we hung out over new years i told her i loved her. after we drove through the desert i started to believe it.

i meet a lot of people. rarely do i connect as quickly as i did with her. rarely when they leave am i sad and glum like i am now. rarely do i not wanna go back home.

suzie hates lots of the things that i love. lots of the things im all aboooot. lots of the things that are in my heart but i didnt care. i still dont care.

this morning we were tangled up and she was discombobulated and she took her elbow and slammed it behind her into my eye. i kissed her elbow, popped my eyeball back into the socket and went back to spooning and snoring. an hour later she punched me in the jaw, rattling a few teeth. beyonce sang about being dangerously in love, i wonder if jay-z wears a helmet to bed.

the crazy thing is, the more i got to know her the more i liked your girl suzie and the more i liked her the more i told her i liked her and the more disgusted she became in me. but sometimes you realize that youre old and you dont care if the sunset is oblivious to you, you still wanna look at it, you still wanna warm yourself in it, you still wanna applaud it. youre still amazed by it.

last night karisa wanted to have sushi so me and suzie met karisa at this great place and we ate and drank and the girls got along really well. suzie said in her brutally honest way, “you know i was expecting a lot of really beautiful women here in LA, but i didnt see any until i saw you.” we all drank our saki and toasted and karisa blushed.

later we wanted to continue our buzz and the girls wanted to dance so we settled on manhattan beach where all the wrong people were in the totally wrong bar but we danced anyway. and drank. and no it didnt suck to have two super hot ladies to dance with.

coachella totally impressed our girl, santa barbara completely wowed her, and she said that even the randoms at venice beach treated her nicely, which means that probably the most annoying thing about her trip out here was me.

and i know that she is bringing her friends and family some little treats back home, but she gave me the best one this afternoon.

she sent me this text message: “Hey Tony, i forgot one of my belly rings on ur bed. Im so hungover. Thanx 4 everything. Bye :):)”

i couldnt miss her more.






coolest high school suspension, ever!

“High School Lacrosse team suspended after spelling prom invitation on bare bottoms

Kristoff Wennersten figured his prom proposal had to be one-of-a-kind if it would have any chance of being accepted.

But the Huron High School senior never imagined it would result in a suspension for himself and 12 of his varsity lacrosse teammates, whom he recruited to help spell out the message at a school soccer match via their derrieres.

The players displayed the question, “Will You Go To The Prom With Me? Yes or No?” on their posteriors while mooning Huron senior Carolyn Campbell at a game.

The students were also suspended for one day of school. Huron’s lacrosse matches, scheduled for this past Saturday and Monday, were postponed.

“Inappropriate is inappropriate,” Huron athletic director Dottie Davis said Monday after meeting with lacrosse varsity players and their parents. “It disrespects women, and that’s the clear message we need to have the students understand – what may be fun to them isn’t necessarily fun to everyone else.”

Campbell, who accepted the prom invitation by patting the lower back of the player displaying the word ‘Yes,’ described Wennersten’s method as “cute” and said she wasn’t upset by the manner in which she was asked.

“People get pretty creative with prom. Anyone who’s done anything has been pretty outlandish,” Campbell said. “This is pretty epic, I would say.

Truly epic, rocker.

Plus as Karisa points out, why would they think that suspending these kids is some sort of punishment.

its 9am i hafta shower shave and drive away from the lovely suzie in aboooot an hour

we just spent a few days in the glorious heat of indio, then i had to driver to santa barbara because i had to write for our travel blog about a sweet new restaurant up there, but duh, of course its closed on mondays.

so we went to the paradise instead, but unlike the real paradise of campus point, the lagoon, iv, and the daily nexus, this restaurant had stale bread, dry yellowtail, and flat coke. whatevs. nothing could really compare to the four days of fun that we’ve had so far on her california vacation.

there will be tons of pics up on her flickr, my flickr, and maybe even some videos or two on something somewhere.

but here are some things that i have learned so far.

even though they say that you shouldnt rely too much on other people for happiness in your life, you shouldnt be too surprised when super cool people in your life exponentially help you realize super cool moments in your life. for example, we shared a house in la quinta with my bro eric formerly of blogger, bro noah formerly of odeo and twitter, eric’s new buisness partner, and a house full of extremely smart and fun folks.

then we went to santa barbara and chilled with my longtime buddy joe, and then stopped off at the nexus where i hung with the eic and several nexites who were working on todays paper. all while being with suzie, who is the furthest thing from dull.

if i had gone to coachella alone, then iv, and just skateboarded around the universe solo, there would have been no way that the things i ate, drank, talked about touched, felt, danced to, rocked to, would have been anywhere near the same. or as good.

in one twenty four hour period alone i crossed paths with steven tyler, perry farrell, david hasslehoff, scaled the fence of a pool hot tub and skinny dipped, drove through the desert with the top down and the white stripes blaring, and skipped rocks in the pacific with two hippies who debated as to which type of egret was fishing in the sunset.

we wont even mention the late night dj session with a new york blogger or early morning smoothies or sleeping on the most beautiful hard floor or working as a team with some of the most talented writers from the times.

or watching roger waters completely making us all forget about prince.

fucker paraded out an inflatable pig the size of a small house and then just let it take off into the sky. it still might be floating across america for all we know.

suzie left the polo fields yelling Fuck Prince! after yelling I LOVE PRINCE just the night before.

coachella was the shit, the bros were the shit, and suzie has been a dream come true.

nothing in here is true mostly because half the time i dont believe that these things could happen to anyone, especially moi.