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April 29, 2010



Okay, it's the end of the month. Today is one of those days where I woke up late, and don't even fuckin' feel like leaving the house. I'm just gonna throw on some trunks and jump into the pool. BRB..


April 23, 2010



Crackin' open a bottle of this new Dew. Taste just like squirt to me. Wow, it's been another 11 days since I last updated. I'ma tell yall, Miami has been a disaster for my blog. Hell, it's fuckin' up my work ethic period. I use to do the blog late at night when I'd come in from partying, a date, the tittybar etc. Here in Miami, I swear I usually don't even get in before 5am. And when I do get home, I fall out. It's like that 7 days a week yall. lol, Yesterday for example. I got up, drove to the store to get some snacks. Was suppose to come home to do some internet work, but I met a girl from Virginia there. We ended up going to get lunch and talking about porn. I told her I shoot it, and she said she has several softcore videos that she did in Atlanta over the last 5 years. Of course I tried to get some footage, but she said she doesn't do anything for under $500. The conversation and time spent was good though. Got her phone # but I don't plan on calling her. I'm going off on a tangent, but I'm just trying to say, it's been hard to blog lately.


April 14, 2010





On top of R1 Ridin' I've been workin' on my 68. Finally in a place where I can put my rims on without having to worry about someone snatching them from me. Also went ahead and dropped the coupe off at a shop to get the badly needed interior redo. Green leather. I fell in love with the candy look that donks have here in Florida, so a fresh paint job is coming this summer.



April 13, 2010







Man, I've been slackin' on a lot of shit. Let me pull myself together and start off where I left off on the blog 2 weeks ago. I had just bought a bike. And that was a big part of the problem. I've been ridin', enjoyin' life without a fuckin' care in the world. That mothafucka, a 2000 Yamaha R1 only had 237 miles on it when I bought it. Apparently the dude that owned it died after only riding it a couple times. His wife kept the joint in the garage for 10 years and just now decided it was okay for her to let it go. I've rode about 500 miles on it. Most of those was driving it from Northern Florida down to the MIA.









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