Hasta SD

Today, it is with a heavy heart that I must bid adieu to my beautiful homeland of San Diego to brave the subterranean arctic temps of the east coast. Shortly, I will arrive in Pittsburgh, which now boasts an eye opening 28 degrees of pure cold.

My spoiled SoCal ass is already freezing, but as a M-A-N-E (that spells man) I am left no choice but to power through and rely on my award winning coat of chest hair to keep me warm. My exploits in the past have earned me this mass of untangled, untamed, unbelievable chest fur and it is finally time to put it to use. Don't let me down, buddy.

Below are some pics of my last night in North Park.

And yes Shakas, Steve did piss in your sink while you were in the bathroom.