Top 5 memories of my best friend. That slot is sort of interchangeable between a couple of guys, since Sean gets into more shit I'll use him for this purpose.
1) Sean and I went to a private press event (Sean writes for EGM) for the releasing of a game for the original XBOX called "Greg Hastings Paintball." This was back in 2005, I think. The soundtrack for the game was done by DJ Lethal and B-real, so the event was at Lethal's studio near the Capitol Records building. Free food and beer, and Greg Hastings (apparently a big name in the paintball world) was there too. Everyone was cool as shit, and I would have had a great time with just that....until BReal put a thousand dollars on the table and said "This goes to the winner of the tournament. Apparently, there was a 2 man team tournament for the Greg Hastings Paintball game, of all the press guys there. Sean and I entered, and after several keg stands we realized we ruled at Greg Hastings Paintball, and ended up winning the whole thing by a razor thin margin. Sean had just taped a show with Hal Sparks, and he met us over at Fred 62's where he and I talked Kung Fu for an hour straight. All in all, a good night.
2) In 2004 I was training for a huge Jiu Jitsu tournament in Vegas, and Sean flew down to hang in LA for a couple days before we flew over to Vegas for a) the tournament and b) to hang out in Vegas with one of his friends, who was a Suicide Girl. He helped me train before we went down, and we capped the night off with Kareoke with some friends. The night before I was trying to make weight, and wasn't eating much, but he was starving, so we settled on a all you can eat crab leg thing at the Sahara. I could have some crab legs, but Sean taunted me with over 2 pounds of crab. I finished mine in 4 minutes, and had to spend the next 20 minutes, or 47 years, watching him eat his while I was starving. I ended up losing in the tournament, so we left early and met up with Sita and got drunk on the strip and met the most amazingly bad house magician at the Imperial Palace.
3) Sean's E3 2005 article was a photo scavanger hunt between him and Andrew Pfister, and I was on Sean's team. We had things on our list like "Girl only there for boyfriend," "Not getting any off that booth babe," "Fattest Fat," "Worst Booth," and "Proof of the Occult." Afterwards we went to Sony's party at Dodger stadium where Incubus played and I got to meet most of Jurrassic 5.
4) 4th of July 2004, Sean wanted to celebrate America like a bad motherfucker, so I flew up to SF to partake. We took his then girlfriends 4 foot tall stuffed bunny (named "Pat," apparently) and stuffed him with 20 pounds of "Safe and Sane," fireworks, korean desserts, and lighter fluid. We took him to an underutilized BART tunnel and set him off. He burned for 15 glorious minutes, periodically detonating off spinners and roman candles, until he was smoldering ash. We realized that we had technically committed a felony, so we got the fuck out. As we drove off we saw two firetrucks heading toward where we had just came from, and then saw the GIANT pillar of smoke we had left in our wake.
5) Sean's brother is a Major in the Marines and used to have a house in North San Diego. He and his wife were both out of town for a few weeks and asked Sean to house sit. Sean is a writer and can do his work from anywhere so this worked out. I was off work for a few weeks, so I came down too so we could work on a few projects together. Matt (Sean's brother) mentioned that he was going to retile the floor and that if were really in the mood, he would leave the tools for us to strip the existing tile out of the kitchen before he got back. We said we'd be happy too. As soon as Matt left I turned to Sean and said, "You know we're going to just knock out enough tiles to spell 'I heart cock,' right?" Sean was way ahead of me, and within 4 hours Matt's kitchen floor was a testament to how much he indeed loved cock.
I have pictures of ALL of these events.
Top 5 worst costumes you've seen at a Convention of any kind.
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