Sincerely,

The DON. Famiglia

Fuck friday night traffic. Fuck smelly people who ride the bus from Boston to New York and think its ok to not use deodorant before a 4+ hour bus ride. Fuck chairs that recline leaving you with 2 inches of personal space.

This stop and go traffic is bullshit, but I guess that’s what you get with a 20 dollar bus ride from chinatown to chinatown.

I’ve now made this ride more then a dozen times and every time its the same characters.

50% asian people who feel like the ride symbolizes some sort of holiday where they purchase the smelliest of asian cusine and store it in the loudest of containers sure to piss off everyone within a 20 foot radius. THIS IS NOT FUCKING CHINESE NEW YEAR no feast is necessary for a trip to New York.

25% are young adults with their ipods blaring and cell phones on loud ringer so when they get the 8, 9, and 10th text messages of the ride 6 minutes in everyone can hear it except the stupid fucking bitch who is listening to britney spears’ “hit me baby one more time” on constant loop for the entirety of the ride.

There’s always 2 or 3 ridiculously homeless looking people on the bus. With plastic shopping bags full of random items that would make a gypsy hard from the mere thought of it. Of course these items can’t be stored with everyone else’s luggage, it has to be kept all in their lap and in their seat spilling over into mine.

This is one of the reasons I can’t sleep on these bus rides. I feel when I awake all of my shit will have been rifled through with some item removed that I won’t notice gone until well after we depart from the bus.

Some kid in front of me is watching porn on his laptop with all of these people sitting around. What kind of sick and depraved fuck does this on a bus full of 50 people. You’re an “adult” now. You can vote for the president of the united states. But still you think its a good idea to watch hard core anal flicks with people sitting all around you trying to get somewhere.

Maybe he can join the couple to my right who have a sweatshirt spread across their waists to semi-conseal the girl jerking her boyfriend off in broad day light. WHAT THE FUCK is our generation coming to when you can let your girl jerk you in public and you not give a care in the world who’s watching or what repercussions may be since it’s at least an indecent exposure charge for something like that.

I realize that the math doesn’t really work out up top with the quantities of passengers riding the bus. They are estimates and the other unaccounted for numbers are just normal people not bothering anyone and equally annoyed that we are in stand still traffic for a minor fender bender.

205 should be dope tonight assuming I make it to the city. (I would understand if God decided to chalk this up as an overall “loss” but knock off these disgusting excuses for life by having the bus barrel roll into a ravine on the side of the highway resulting in a fiery explosion where everyone dies)

Come by and share a drink, shoot the shit and get your dance on.

Reporting live from I-95.

Billy.

Once again.

-PJ

I’m sure you’ve all seen Lil’ Wayne’s “what’s G” commercials. I think one needs to be made for Steve McQueen. G is the only word that comes to mind when describing him.

Watch the video, you’ll see what’s good:

The response from PJ after I sent him this link. (Billy in green, PJ in white) Make it rain…

…MULTIPLE ONES!

I came across these pieces of art inspired completely of some of the most influential movies of all time. Check a few of my favorites on here and follow the link for more movies put into charachature.
 

More here.

As I sit in the regular spot and look out onto a cold and slow night in boston. Sipping on stoli rocks and my asian waitress brings over a 24 of kirin I find myself composing this post.

This very asian restaurant is straight out of japan if not for the blasting rap music. “My president is black… my lambo’s blue…” Its quite an eclectic mix to say the least.

To keep the don off my back I’m gonna sling this post. The asian kids sitting at the table next to me are christian audiger’d out to the max. The guy sitting behind me has on some ratty Philly eagles tee. And I sit here in my preppy best brooks brothers sweater and button down.

I don’t really know where I’m going with this and what point its gonna have. Beer is good. Vodka rocks is better. These guys are getting louder and louder and their rinestoned hats are being tilted to the side more and more as the bottles of sake disappear behind over-priced sushi. 

I’m starting to get hammerd and its definatly not going anywhere. Ill hit everyone with a good post tomorrow. Maybe something late tonight depending on how it plays out.

Peace.

Love.

Rev Run.

In one of the most surreal fights on ice I have ever seen. Apparently paraplegics is gangsters too…

In seeing this video it got me to thinking about other fighters that aren’t allowed to go on the big rides at Six Flags. I saw this one a while back. In one of the funniest videos I have ever seen two thai kick boxers go at it. (The ringside announcing by the American tourist makes the whole video that much better) Watch the video till the end because the moves the littler guy makes is not to be believed.