Tuesday, February 22, 2011

They're From The Boat Mother Fucker Don't You Erer Forget.

This one's a LONG time coming. About a month or two ago, I can't even remember now, some Steamboat homies graced the Rill House with their presence. Drunken stupidity and shredery ensued, so enjoy a glimpse into the debauchery that took place.

They're heerrrreee...

Steamboat rolls deep.

Watch the video.

Stylish Miller.

Crip liked Miller's Batman goggles.

Mobbin' to sushi.

"To Chuck's hot sister!"

Again, watch the video.

Cody just couldn't get enough.

Cody King's Cuppin' it.

Miller shout out to grape juice.

Cougar side boob!

The Big C.

Por moi?

Miller getting chatty with a LOVELY lady.

A late night necessity.


Always a pleasure seeing those fools, maybe we'll make it trip out there and afterward make them spend 4 hours editing a video for a stupid blog. But anyhow, here's the video recap.

SLC Fucks. from Jacob Malenick on Vimeo.

Another Night of Plastic Cup Politics.

The other night, a couple members of the Rill House dipped out to the Less Than Jake show at The Complex. I was pretty worried at first because The Complex is kind of a dooshy club, but being that it was FUCKING LESS THAN JAKE PLAYING, it ended up being awesome. Not only did they drop some old school bombs that we skanked out dicks off too, but they even through down some cartoon theme song covers such as Animaniacs, Spongebob, and Scooby Doo. Legit. Here's a little edit I threw together of some of the concert followed by some party shenanigans we got into afterward (it's mostly of Jake being an idiot). Enjoy.

Untitled from Jacob Malenick on Vimeo.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Once Upon A Time In The Projects.

Dew Tour rolled through a little bit ago, but fuck going there for the crappy contest, Rill House rolled to party. We headed there for the free Ice Cube show to see if his comeback from kids movies would be to legit to quit. It might have been but when you drink in hotel rooms you lose track of time and roll up to shows with half a song left.

Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn.

This was our half a song.

Get it gurl.

Our lovely new Breck homegirls.

Uhhhhhh SHOUT OUT.

Da bar.

Hate and happy.



It was one of those nights.

Ya dig?

Met some peeps, kicked it fresh until someone who will not be named puked in a pitcher. Good times. More to come.