Thursday, February 24, 2011

Givin My Liver The One Two Punch.



Takin it on easy street having a "snack" over at the quintessential Costa Rican spot Irazu's. Simple yet delicious and quite the friendly staff. I've never been touched so much on the shoulder by a bigger Latin dude since I've been arrested.



How awesome would this be to have in your house as an illuminating device? Kind of awesome if it wasn't p0inting to the open room toilet in the living room.

Untitled from Won kim on Vimeo.



Signmakers get a little restless in a tiny office and sometimes challenges are made where a free lunch is on the line. No one likes changing the laminate in the lamination machine so it was a treat to watch Trent go ape shit trying to change this in under a minute.



One of the better bars semi close to my hood is Longroom, with its er...long room which is clearly visible once you walk in. Kinda classic, kinda kooky with weird stuffed dead birds around and circles.



This one made me spit up a little as I fear that birds may peck the shit out of my eyes one day for eating so many of their family.



Circles. Birds. Beers.



Not to be outdone by the fine drafts, Sang dropped off a delicious batch of homemade pickles that made my night. This isn't the first time my day was awesome because of a delicious pickle in my mouth. HEYOOOOOOOOO!



Trying to be open minded, the gang of caucasians and I went to a wrigleyville bar called Roadhouse ala Patrick Swayze I imagine. However all I can think of was this.



Nothing Roadhousey about this place except for the excess random Chicago crap and knick knacks...meh.



The bathroom was decorated by a murderous, perverted, collage happy 15 year old.



One step away from producing ransom letters for kidnappers.



Played a sloptastic game of pool that made me look like less of a man until Sean started dancing with the pool stick. He's a true martyr.



The typical insecurity/macho punching game to show who can punch harder complete with what looks like a stitched up organ or tongue. You better bet your sandals that there's a line of douche bags ready to feel like a real man stepping up to punch this machine.



Homemade purple potato chips. SNAP. Fucking delicious.



Spiced/candied cashews complete with almost a stick of butter to really take away anything nutritious about cashews.



Got invited to participate in the monthly Atomic Sketch Event over at their new home at the Green Eye Tavern in Bucktown. A monthly live art event where good artists paint fast, and sell cheap. Like prostitutes.







Its one of my favorite art events because the panel is always full of great artists and you can pick up several pieces for under 20 dollars...All made right before your flippin eyes!



Including small canvasses I did.



You can participate on the side and hang art alongside the invited panel and make some beer money. All is fair for art on this evening.



One of the organizers Dominic likes to check out porn sites and pictures of puppies during the event. You never know what he jerks off to though.



I let the crew borrow my Shun knife to cut a cake...look at how sad and ashamed my knife looks with frosting and red velvet cake all over it. It got violated. This thing has prepped through all kinds of bones and meat. You may as well put a tutu around the handle.



Met up with birthday boy David "Cove" Gonzales. He was rolling with a pretty heavy roster of artists that I admired growing up which I can now call friends and peers. I felt kinda cool until we went to Chris Silva's house and saw a "kitty" door installed for the litter box.



Seeing stuff like this makes me want to quit painting. With Chris and Lauren being married, they are like the ultimate artist couple. Talented bastards.









Painted a few car parts for Chris. All around cool dude and I'm assuming car enthusiast. It was one of the only times I got to use one shot paint on a few of the parts. I don't know what any of these parts do except now they got "revised." I know its a terrible pun/joke...fuck off, I'm tired.



Time for the great Sour Power Tasting at Tom's house. This is going to be a long fucking day.



Thank God for a ton of salty foods and starches to keep the ol' liver kickin.









These were some standouts...it started to get hard to keep track of other stellar beers that people brought but other notables were the infected Matilda, the three sisters, The Black Tuesday, BCS rare, yadda yadda yadda. My poop this morning smelled like weed.



The line up starts to build as stomachs begin to fill and voices get louder and louder...



UGH. That's a shit load of beer...this shelf ran out of space so we had to start moving bottles over to the table and surrounding furniture pieces.



Even the beer belched one out for the tasting.

Thanks to Tom and Sarah for hosting the Sour Power tasting and Dionele and Crystal for bringing food and treats. Special shout out to the vegan stew and pierogis that Dio brought. I may have gained ten more pounds just stuffing my fat face with these delicious pillows of starch and cheese. It's only going to get warmer, which means more dumb terrible photos and stupid commentary!

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Saturday, February 19, 2011

Need To Leave Town For A Little.



You'll never guess what holiday this chalkboard is for. The fact we even consider St. Patrick's Day a holiday is kinda absurd. No one observes the holiday for its true meaning - Its like seeing douche yuppies drinking on Cinco De Mayo. It loses all meaning when everyone and anyone can wear green and be "Irish" for a day. You really need another excuse to drink profusely?



I ride the bus at least four times a day. I understand the hustle and bustle of the commute and everything that comes with it. One thing that I cannot get over is loud ass conversation on the phone like anyone gives a shit. This fucking Rockford hippie talked loud enough over my headphones about shopping and dresses. YOU CLUELESS FUCK!!! Lower your voice! You think the people surrounding you want to hear about your hippie shit scarf that gives you the power of other people giving a fuck? WRONG. This is one of many people on the bus that irk me. I was finally able to take a picture without looking like a stalker.



Beer Dinner day at work. This is one of five courses that I had to prepare for a special Goose Island Beer dinner pairing. Brined pork loin tied and ready to be smoked. Kinda exciting.



I wasn't able to take pictures of any of the food while I cooked so good friend Karen G had it in her to take pictures of each course. This is her sharting face which can be very misleading.



The salad course was paired with the Sofie - Butter lettuce, poached pear, goat cheese, candied pecans with a grapefruit parsley vinaigrette.



The Matilda - Halibut fish fry, chipotle aioli, cucumber radish slaw.



The Pepe Nero - Peppercorn crusted yellowfin tuna, micro greens, blood orange sauce.



Pere Jacques - Smoked pork loin, creamed kale, lemon herb butter.



Bourbon County - Huge oil slick on plate. Chocolate cake, Bourbon County chocolate sauce.



Here's fellow beer presenter Sean looking like some sort of molester viking in this shot and sous chef Caity wondering where Sean's hands are.



Hung out with some co workers the next day and had a post drink snack/dinner at Reza's up North in Andersonville. I had the vegetarian feast which came on a plate made for children. What is awesome is that it all came back out the same way.



They also have an staircase from biblical times that led to the bathroom. Look at this stair case! I feel like people named Ezekial, John, Zebediah and maybe an occasional Jesus may have walked down these steps.



A giant mirror for the Apostles to check them selves out before hitting the town and anointing each others feet.



Good to know that shitty hipster street art is still alive. Amusing but still looks like a retarded paraplegic child with three fingers on each hand on a wheelchair did these. To each their own I guess.



Went to Butterfly Social Club to check out the homies ShaZam Bangles and Intel play. The night was fine except for this pink mess on heels.



You can see the pink, what you cannot see is the dog leash complete with chain around her neck. This is certainly new to me.



Not sure if the dude is her pimp or man, but seeing a girl on a leash in front of other people is something that is better off behind closed doors or at an OCB. Fucking weird. What's next, a portable hydrant to piss on in the club?



Amidst the human pet mess, I got to take a sip of this gluten free beer and then spit it right back out. I feel bad for people allergic to gluten because this shit be NASTAY!



Here's ShaZam getting his groove on in front of hippy sheets he brought from his house. "The colors brah, the colors."



This dude barely fits in the frame. I couldn't stop thinking that under his jacket would be a walrus's body with a human face. Its one PM when I took this picture.



Stopped by my beloved Map Room over in Bucktown. I was totally spoiled living one block away from here for two years. Now its a fucking journey to get over here. It's stayed the same forever with the same great list of drafts and bottled beer.



With that said, had this beaut of an IPA. Real smooth but bold finish. Went great with the fifty pretzel rods I had while sipping this beer.



Went to Darkroom to check out the homie Butta aka Hashbrown play his one man band set. I really can't ever say anything mean about this guy cause he's the most genuinely nice person in this city. Always positive, doing positive things and have always been a supporter of mine for years. Rare to come across talent and personalities like him. Only funny thing I have to say about him is that he smells like incense, so maybe he has a lot of gas? haha?

Untitled from Won kim on Vimeo.



Untitled from Won kim on Vimeo.



I really liked his rendition of Electric Relaxation. The audio is ruined a little by my stupid conversation with Uncle El...talkin about nothing per usual. Please check more out here.

It was a great weekend filled with rain, clouds, and getting things done. Thanks for comments and taco recommendations! I'm grateful for friends in this city and all of its talents and plan to keep making fun of it.
Hope y'all had a good weekend as well. New post Mondays!