who cares what day? - homeys from home, homeys from here, more bathroom antics (PART 2)

so i puff tough with the homeys till after 2 or so, and then i stagger on home. i sleep late, a little hungover and smoked the fuck out. that nite, i confirmed plans with a local MC, a member of KNX Crew (some of whom i met at my crev performance), to ride with them to a show the following day. i can't remember the name of the city but it is near Grenoble. it is in the mountains. 2 hour trip by car.

so.

i ride in the the back with the deaf (hearing, not "def") light guy.



he mostly listens to drum n bass cause he can make it out better. everyone is passing brews around and blowin bats, pretty care free. we stop to piss on the side of the highway and everyone honks at the line of dudes peein on the trees.

the mountains are amazing. they remind of north carolina at various points. here is a generic web photo of Grenoble as you come over the mountains, but maybe we are on the other side or something, we are going to a ski town farther up ....



we get there, and DJ Ficus Deluxe (who reminds me of Will Wallace) pretty much sums it up ....



it's like being in Boone, NC. at a music festival. with a band playing outside that looks like a bunch of dudes from Boone.

then i discover the mysteries of what i am later told is a turkish-style bathroom. my boy NO will clown me for this, but this is not even the last of the bathroom footage for this batch of posts ....



i realize that this doesn't look THAT complicated as far as to what you do, but damn, you're supposed to stand on those slippery foot things? fuck that!! i didn't. and deuce-ing is just out of the question .... you could totally slide out and slam. you can barely even open the door to get out of there without having to stand in the bowl .....