Yeah, I know I got a nerdy tatoo, cuz I'm a nerd... duh....

Tyson from Iron Brush turned this small drawing into...

This...

and I was stoked on the pain the whole time...

After two hours when I got my tatoo done I went down to the bar,

the first guy I showed it to said

"oh my god cvo, that is one hellava nerdy tatoo"

yeah, I know,

"but tyson did an amazing job on it"

hell yeah.

I even got an odd bar birthday present last night. A couple of my buddies whom I used to work with at scheels and started my 3p0 nick name came down last night. and just as I'm gettin on the mike to kick people out. A douch and I mean ROALY DOUCH starts a fight with them... in the middle of the dance floor. (oh I just realized how much the Wilkens boys are gonna like this story) ... the fight basicly stops when I stop the music and call it out over the speakers, Gentlemen, Gentlemen, knock it off. this goes on for a bit and they shove off and go outside to yell at each other some more... well, the guy who started shit last night has had issues with my bar in the past, we've banned him in the past for starting fights inside and outside. Who in the hell starts a fight with one of the Wilkens boys (rob) . and even goes as far at to hit Pat?

Mohamed..

(don't know if that's the guys real name, I think it's actually John, but he's known as mohamed to our staff and our locals)

he really didn't like it when I came out all calm and started to exsplain calmly to him, Look dude, we had issues in the past, and here you are starting fights at the end of the night in my bar, with two of my good buddies... and he instantly takes it to the aggression level... starts gettin mad, starts yelling at me "talk to me like a man, man" and a lot of chest pumping up, like he was a gorrilla or something...( cocain is one hellava drug man ...rick james..) I don't know what that ment, but when the dude I'm kicking out and puttin in bartender "time out" for a period of time takes a swing at me, well it instantly went to me yelling at the top of my vocal power,

"YOU ARE BANNED MOTHER FUCKER, I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOUR SHIT, DON'T EVER COME INTO MY BAR EVER AGAIN, IF I SEE YOU HERE I WILL HAVE YOU ARRESTED"

now normaly i'm purdy calm, but I have hated this kid for a long time, and when I started hollering everyone around stopped, and payed attention...

ah, I love doing that kinda shit, banning and kicking out mother fuckers who I can't stand.

happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me...

the only thing that would have made it better would have been seein my boy roll you up into a little ball of blood and hair and bounce you off the cement a bit.... oh well.. maybe next year, and x-mass is right around the corner.. I'll put it on my list...