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Cobra Classics

• Cobra Classics, Photos

  Sheet rock slaying statues FTW!

  08.09.10 | Permalink | Comment?

  

  Back when I owned a tattoo shop, I had an excess of spare money and time. Most of my time was spent hanging out with my ‘rock star’ friends and partying, but sometimes I put far too much effort into poking fun at people. This image reminded me of one such example.

  For years my brother’s first response to just about anything was to punch a hole in the nearest punchable wall. One day, I was sitting around the shop killing time, and my brother came in to tell me about something that happened, and how he’s hurt his hand punching something.

  After he left, I came up with the idea of getting him a trophy of a karate guy that said “No wall too tuff!”. I called a local trophy shop, ordered it, and within a day or two I was able to pick it up. My girlfriend at the time added a couple of casts, and a sweet cardboard wall to make it a little more relevant.

  Luckily my brother is a good sport, and although he didn’t find it as funny as the rest of us, he still displayed it with pride for a few years. I still find it funny, and even though he no longer punches things, I wish he still had it.

• Cobra Classics, Gaming, Photos

  Ess Oh Ee Oh Em Gee!

  05.04.10 | Permalink | Comment?

  

  This photo reminded me of when my passion for video games was reignited by the Grand Theft Auto series, and games like Midnight Club and NFS. I had put the PSX on the shelf after killing the THPS series by over-playing it when Dallas and I lived together in Denistoun.

  It wasn’t until I played a portion of GTA: Vice City at Ryan’s house one weekend that I decided I had to have a PS2, and from there I fell right back into gaming all the time. I got the ps2, hacked it, then went nuts downloading everything I could find. That carried on for 6 years.

  I also like looking at how I used to live. This was a shitty little apartment on Dorothy St. in Welland. We paid $500 a month to live there, bills included. Our couch was missing it’s legs, so it sat on the floor (which was actually quite comfy). Everything I owned was covered in layers upon layers of stickers, and labels made using the car wash label maker. I had an entire room dedicated to reptiles, where I kept 3 snakes, and four lizards. I had a drunk neighbour I would occasionally get physical with when he refused to turn his Psychedelic Sunday down, and a family of welfare collecting whales next door who would buy smokes by the box (no, I don’t mean carton) and bath their baby in a recycling bin on the front porch.

  I also like this picture because those are my favourite pair of pants I’ve ever worn. I remember when I bought them. It was the first time I went to BC with Dave, when he moved out to Abbotsford (I was probably 18 or so). We went shopping at some store in Whistler and I bought those and a pair of Soloman shoes. I’m pretty sure I still have the pants, but they’re too big for me now (yup I was fatter then) and have several worn spots. I do however still have 2 pairs of shoes I bought the following year, which are in almost perfect condition. Both are Osiris D3’s. I might have to bust them out now.

• Cobra Classics, Photos

  Chrome and Cobras don’t mix

  05.04.10 | Permalink | Comment?

  

  Here’s the first picture ever taken of my knuckle tattoos. It was about 2 minutes after we finished (as you can tell from the blood), and we were outside having a smoke. I decided right away that I hated all the little baby-blue speckles, and wasn’t really thrilled with the “chrome” effect Bobby attempted on the dollar sign.

  Luckily for me, Bobby is shit and every piece of baby-blue fell out in no time. I still wasn’t thrilled with it though (like every one of my Bobby T tattoos) because Bobby did his usual, and instead of listening to what I wanted, did what he wanted to try. I wanted just solid green right off the bat, but he refused, saying that it would be too boring.

  Finally, four months after I got them, I got them how I wanted them. We redid them all once every speck of baby-blue fell out, and I instantly loved them.

  

  This is the first picture I took of my proper knuckle tattoos.

  Both these photos remind me of how I hated fighting with tattooists about what I want, and how big of a douche Bobby can be. They also remind me that I occasionally wore nail polish in the past and dyed my hair. Now I can’t be bothered to shave.

• Cobra Classics, Photos

  Cobra commemoratives

  05.03.10 | Permalink | Comment?

  

  The other day a friend of mine from high school asked if I had a photo of something from back when I had the shop, and his younger brother worked as our co-op student. It was from a day when we forced him to wear this nasty vinyl nurse outfit the previous owner (and all round trashy slut) had worn in some disgusting amateur porn with her pedophile (just my opinion) husband. The best part was that it was about 35 sizes too small for him. We made him wear it the entire day and took lots of pictures, but I was unable to find any on my external hard drive.

  I did however find a ton of old photos that brought back some fun memories, and have inspired me to create a new Cobra category entitled: Cobra Classics.

  I figured I would start it off with one of my all time favourite photos, of my oldest friend. This is Dallas in the hallway of the tattoo shop, shortly before leaving to work a shift at NuComm, using his calculator like a cellphone. I love this picture for lots of reasons. At the time I took it I loved it because I thought (and still do) it was hilarious. Now I look at it and it reminds me of a lot. It reminds me of how cool I thought piercings were at one time, and how much fun I had doing them on people I liked. It reminds me how awesome it was owning the shop sometimes, and how terrible it was others. And it reminds me how fun it was having a group of close friends around at all times, partying and doing stupid shit.

  

  Next up is an example of just that. I was shocked to find this photo of 4 of my best friends, all together in the same place (which at one time was a regular occurance, but not so much these days) – partying at The Dudes.

  This was taken by me at the Klopeks “Fundraiser Fiasco!”, which was held to raise money for the boys before they embarked on their first ever UK tour! I remember eating a bbq’d dill pickle for the first time ever that day (the Klopek version of a veggie dog) and loving it! It was also the infamous day the Deaner scratched El Dude’s Dakota – historic.

  For those who don’t know that’s: SPK, The Dude, Shawnzarelli, and Ryan-O (complete with handlebar moustache).

  

  Next up is another photo from the same era, which is also in the running for my all time favourite. This is my brother sloppy drunk, getting sloppier/drunker at a keg party we had in his apartment above the tattoo shop. The keg was bought by a friend because he lost a bet that he couldn’t quit smoking. This was the second or third keg party of that type, as many of our friends failed and we reaped the benefit!

  I love this photo for lots of reasons: I love the beer stain on his shirt, I love that he’s drinking out of one of our Gram’s old Chex-Mix jars, I remember buying him that shirt he’s wearing, I remember telling him several times that the photo didn’t turn out and that he needed to drink more so I could take another one, and I remember how ghetto that apartment was, and how it seemed to bring the ghetto out of us.

  

  And last but not least, is a photo I found of Jon from one of the first times we ever hung out, outside of smoking pot on our futon, and watching Stargate. We went bowling in Mississauga with a group of people, and I had tons of fun. I like this photo mainly because I don’t think Jon has had a haircut since it was taken, and also because I like when something reminds me of how I met someone.

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