Some new-ish Smash stuff.  If anyone cares to listen to the interview I did a while back you can log on to http://www.blogtalkradio.com/JOHNDOE-ZINE  It's 2 hours long, so I don't expect anyone to listen to the whole thing.  (Actually you can just click the "John Doe zine" link to the right of the page and it'll take you there.)  

You're probable from France.

These are really old- Todd's art show at Erik Franzen's workshop in Tulsa.  

Janeys, Greg, Val
Franzen is the sweaty guy in the shorts.  "Ya'll ready for some redneck shit!!?"  
Nolls.
Todd and Caleb.  Caleb is good.
I thought this guy was cool and friends with everyone- turns out he's a crackhead that lurks downtown.  Neat.
Horton being "worst dude ever."  In a good way.
Todd asked me to take this picture and then appeared to be too cool to have his picture taken.  Asshole.
 Have fun in Europe, dudes.

Where have all the average people gone?

Here's a few shots from our anniversary mission to Eureka Springs.  


Stevie Nicks dress.
Arkansas yard art.
Little Dreamland park.
This is "Jacob's ladder".  It's the fastest way to get to town from up on the hills.  I think between the weird altitude and walking up these fuckers, I could quit smoking if I lived here.
For such a hippie-ish town, it's weird there's Satanic art in their alleys.
Marge's first tattoo.  
Totally original photo.  
This was our spot.  

View from the roof of the Crescent Hotel.  Brazil-style.
Crescent Hotel restaurant.  (This is the hotel that's supposed to be haunted.)  

The simple life was just too complicated

Avoided the rain Saturday with old bro Matt McCleary at Ultimate Limits.  Front board by Mr. McCleary...
I wish this thing was in PC.  Ph- Matt
The kids there get weird on this thing.
Wallride by some dude- just kind of snapped this as I was leaving and didn't bother to get his name.  Oops.
Dee Dee and Buddy.  Our neighbors rule.
This is on the corner of our street.  I'm sure most of the neighborhood hates it, but it's so great.  The one on the left says "Smash Industries".  I find it flattering....

Creep to the mic like a phantom

Old stuff- Norman Music Festival a few weeks back....
I RESIGN- two of the dudes from The Needlepoints.  These dudes are super serious- it's pretty cute.  Great band.
Trey is the best dude ever.  Where most people would just giggle to themselves as a lady painted blue walked by- he strikes up a conversation with her.  
Crocodile.  Total cute rock and the female singer looks a bit like Chloe Sevigny (may have blown the spelling on that)
Derick, Trey, Addy
McCleary.
Tab and Spencer.
"I stayed up late making sandwiches- even brought mayo."
Why wouldn't you wear a tye-dyed grown man onesie in public?  
I took this one for Addy- she liked the hipster girl's Miley Cyrus bandanas....
Trey and Crocodile drummer.  Nice dude.
The music fest kind of blew this year.  The only two bands I got a kick out of are pictured above.  

Going to the ATM

Joel sucks.
"Happy birthday, Darren.  Fuck you, Leah.  Stop making fun of my leather pants!"  
Tara and Leah.
Joel doesn't really suck, but his leather pants do.  
Happy 33rd, Darren.  If you read this- I like the cd you gave me.  Hot Dog Skeletons!  

Stormy weather

A few weeks ago Chad Knight rolled through for the grand opening of the new park in Tonkawa.  He was super cool and played a game of s-k-a-t-e with us in the rain.  Here's Matt feeling radical after winning said game of s-k-a-t-e.  
Low to high disaster by C.K.  
A switch-flip away from victory.  
Caleb.