April 27, 2004

Bojaunt To The Bayou

ah yes, time again for the annual trek to the Big Easy for the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival.

get there if you can because 9 out of 10 doctors surveyed declared that The Fest is good for the soul. the tenth, as the story goes, went one year to check it out and never left (thus being unavailable for the survey). we'll take that as a "thumbs up." book it. 10 out of 10.

if you're down that way this weekend, come check us out. we generally set up shop with the Bojon flag in front of the main stage (Acura stage).

our camp will look something like this...

Base Camp

and we'll look something like...


and we'll be grooving sort of like this...

Posted by bojon at 11:07 PM

April 24, 2004

Two Feet High And Rising

Lady Bojon was stoked to celebrate her first 30 days...

Lady Bojon

and is already quite comfortable ruling the Kingdom...

Huckleberry The Cat

Posted by bojon at 09:22 AM

April 22, 2004

Bringing "Justice" To NYC

yo, yo, yo, things to do in new york (when you're still very much alive): bojon aficionado, roberto hamilton, has produced a film called Justice that will be premiering in NYC on April 28 (with an after-party to follow) and running for a few weeks.

here's some more info on the flick...

    Dear Friends,

    Come support the limited theatrical release of our (Roberto Hamilton and writer/director Evan Oppenheimer) critically-acclaimed and award-winning feature film, Justice, premiering next Wednesday April 28 at the “Two Boots” Pioneer Theater (running until May 18, 2004), located at 155 East 3rd St. (at Avenue A).


    Justice, which has screened in competition in over 25 film festivals worldwide, including the 2003 TriBeCa Film Festival, is a “powerful and moving – but funny, too” story about the triumphant resilience of the human spirit in post 9-11 New York City.

    To check out the trailer, show times and much, much more, log onto www.justicethemovie.com.

    For those planning to come out opening night we are having an after-party at the Ruby Lounge (186 E. 2nd St. Bet Avenues A & B) from 9 pm – 2 am. So even if you catch the later show, we’ll still be there waiting for you after the final credits roll. To further spice up the night The Benjamin Gowb Quartet, a Brazilian Samba band, will be performing sets until 12:00 am.

    Please spread the word to your friends, family, and anyone else who will listen. We’ll take all the help we can get. ;-)

    Many Thanks,
    Roberto Hamilton
    Black Sand Pictures

pop in if you can and suppport our bojon brethern!!!


Posted by bojon at 08:15 AM

April 21, 2004

A Bojon Family Affair

and then there's this madcap family portrait sent in by a crew from fort lauderdale getting its bojon on...

Bojon Family

gotta love the team spirit in FLA...

Grandma's On Board

Posted by bojon at 12:25 AM

April 17, 2004

Peruvian Bojon

check out these shots of agent willie and uncle ben scaling the andes mountains last summer:




Agent Willie



Posted by bojon at 08:51 PM

April 10, 2004

The Madness That Is March

March Madness

and then a request went out for updates from this year's vegas run during the hoops tournament. here's what came back:

    HAZMAT: just another 30 hours of legs & eggs


    YUM BEER: Just got back last night... the wounds are still too new for any real reflection.

    I don't recall anyone with a camera, which doesn't mean a thing.

    If we don't have any pictures of Kool Mo Melkon just substitute any file pic of an 80's rapper, slur the rap, and put a stripper next to him... that and $1500 will get you a lap dance

    There was definitely something illegal or wicked about Nick G. tagging in from New York at 11PM on Saturday. Even after having been there I am still vague on whether or not I have to pay up on my bet. If there is one thing i know through all of Hazmat's blabber, it's that there is no way a strip joint is call the Peppermint Rhino, The Spearmint Giraffe, or any other Minty Animal they claim to have gone to.

    With all his propensity to marry, rather to "engage" The elusive Mr Bigglesworth may have been the one who slipped Melkon's buddy the roofy. Check his ring finger for an extra P-ton ring... did anyone see him after the "incident." I did make a mental note that I am enough of an abnoxious loud drunk to wake up a guy who had just been roofed (kind of proud of that)

    Now that you got me going, didn't Kool Mo Milk loose the ring the same night he maxed the credit card(s) and had to leave the strip club... we all know even at 5AM he is still smooth enough to send Candy home with a shiny new Ivy League Ring and proud enough not to give up his Kangol.

    Yum Beer

    T-SPOON: I also find it rather suspicious that none of Marshall's belongings were missing from said "roofy" incident...wait, check that.

    As for my "engagement," 24 hours in Sin City with the likes of you all is all that this shadow of my former self could take. After Mylan "Lucky Seven" Stepanovich's magnificent run at the craps table at the IP with the rest of you clowns playing along without a clue what actually was happening (Arch: "Hey, hey, hey, is 7 good or bad?"), I realized that a Subway sandwich and bed was in order, else I end up at "The Minty Animal" spending, to paraphrase Dr. Black Shoes (I believe), "too much on entertainment." Regardless, I am disappointed that I missed NDG, although I would concur that arriving at 11pm Saturday is, really, wicked.


    KUNG FU: or leaving at 11pm saturday is really wicked.

    Kung Fu

    KID ROCK (ruefully): "I have spent thousands... thousands!"

    Kid Rock

    YUM BEER (in summation): The adventure started out grand... we made a group decision to skip staying at the Hard Rock because there was some sort of Mafia incident with the Two Brew Jew that forced us to not be able to give the hotel our credit cards and thus voided our reservations... so it was off to Paris where we promptly found a cab to the Hard Rock. Later that night we decided to blow off our reservations at the VIP Room at Light, again due to apparent Mafia interference... so we keyed up for our big day chillin in a Cabana oh never mind we missed that too...

    I think the real story is we weren't even drinking... just f@#ked up!

    Yum Beer 2

the moral of the story: there's just no substitute for being there... vegas is meant to be experienced, not described.

and so, yet again, it comes down to doin', baby, not dealin'...

Posted by bojon at 03:45 AM