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REST IN PEACE TOMATOES
Thread started by Aktive_420 at 10.11.10 - 1:50 am

YOU WILL BE MISSED!

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fuck. RIP Tomatoes.



Coe coe buttaa
10.11.10 - 2:10 am

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rip



Huey555
10.11.10 - 2:49 am

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barleye
10.11.10 - 7:12 am

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What???



alicestrong
10.11.10 - 7:14 am

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When. How????



crossbones
10.11.10 - 7:22 am

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RIP.







stevo4
10.11.10 - 7:49 am

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What? Why didn't it re-size this? Fail.



stevo4
10.11.10 - 7:50 am

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Rest in Peace.



Roadblock
10.11.10 - 9:08 am

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what happened =[



Thegirlinglass
10.11.10 - 9:15 am

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fuck :(



666
10.11.10 - 9:24 am

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I was always intrigued by his massive back tattoo....dude had the most bizarre/random selection of tattoos...I took this shot at Choppercabras in 2009.

Tomatoes was cool. RIP.





barleye
10.11.10 - 9:27 am

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barleye
10.11.10 - 9:28 am

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Rip tomatoes....



Debut213
10.11.10 - 9:29 am

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One of the funniest dudes... RIP tomato



SnapperS
10.11.10 - 9:33 am

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Ride In Paradise.



shotgunBOOMBOOM
10.11.10 - 9:36 am

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Fuck!
Tomatoes should be sexiest photo.




trickmilla
10.11.10 - 9:50 am

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agreed



Thegirlinglass
responding to a comment by trickmilla
10.11.10 - 10:04 am

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I only talked to him a couple of times .. funny, really smart and a cool dude ... sucks ... R.I.P ...



OsnapsonJC
10.11.10 - 10:08 am

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can't believe it.....................



braydon
10.11.10 - 10:11 am

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He stood out from the crowd and was always friendly....RIP rida...



alicestrong
10.11.10 - 10:16 am

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man he was one of my inspirations for getting into riding. I saw him on his beach cruiser before i knew about midnight riders. What happened? how did he pass?



onemanstrash
10.11.10 - 10:36 am

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There are only two people on this planet whose tattoos I like to look at. I love when Tomatoes had his shirt off.

One year ago yesterday:
Tomatoes



toweliesbong
responding to a comment by barleye
10.11.10 - 10:43 am

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Really funny and brilliant person.



toweliesbong
responding to a comment by SnapperS
10.11.10 - 10:44 am

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Breaks my heart. I'm still waiting for someone to say it's a prank, and also wishing there was something we could have done. We really lost a good one. <3



mixtemotions
10.11.10 - 10:54 am

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ALL HAIL THE BACKWARDS SAINT! R.I.P.





toweliesbong
10.11.10 - 10:56 am

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*a gallery



trickmilla
10.11.10 - 11:08 am

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Respect.



BICYKILLER
10.11.10 - 11:13 am

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we should throw a Tomatoes ride....



Roadblock
10.11.10 - 11:22 am

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Good bye, Tomatoes. I'm sorry I never got to play any RPG's with you.

I"m glad you came to my first baby shower. It was so sweetly ironic.
I'm going to miss you, fucker.



sleepy
10.11.10 - 11:29 am

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I have confirmed info. This is not a joke. This really happened.

It's really hard for me to accept that this is true.


Francsico was a true source of love for all. I'll never forget him.


Rest In Peace, Tomatoes Puree - a.k.a The Backwards Saint.






Joe Borfo
10.11.10 - 11:35 am

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Tomatoes was himself a gift to the world, Los Angeles and to those who were lucky enough to know him especially. Individual, bright, eccentric, purely himself and purely alive. Rest in peace, Tomatoes. May the place you go have all the Steel Reserve and everything else that your heart desires. You'll live on in those who carry your regard for living a full life with us. So sad to see you go.

I remember the first time I met you, you had me rolling with laughter all weekend from the first moment. I talked smack about D & D and for the next 3 days you gave me hell in the most hilarious way. I've never enjoyed being heckled so much.



kryxtanicole
10.11.10 - 11:57 am

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One of the sweetest things Tomatoes did was get my addrees and mali me a copy of Leviathan's Tentacles of Whorror.



sleepy
10.11.10 - 12:18 pm

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only met him like 5 or 6 times, but it didnt take much to love Tomatoes. He put a smile on my face the minuet after our first meet. Such a sweet guy. Ride in Peace.



fish and chips
10.11.10 - 12:19 pm

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I can't wrap my head around this. Tomatoes was mythical. He was fucking Billy Jack. He could ride behind shadows. If anyone needs me I'll be in Hotel Denial for the next few days. Penthouse Suite. Fuck.



Agent Orange
10.11.10 - 12:21 pm

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i really wanted to be able to one day buy the book he always spoke of writing. he lived life totally offbeat to everyone else's drummer... but he lived it the way he wanted.

him and his 211 steel reserve forever.

ride in peace dude.



July
10.11.10 - 12:42 pm

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beautiful words...



Roadblock
responding to a comment by kryxtanicole
10.11.10 - 12:44 pm

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oh yeah...


he was what COOL wishes it could grow up to be.



July
10.11.10 - 12:45 pm

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Best mustache I’ve ever had! Who is going to give me mustache now?

Oh buddy… I loved our camping trips. I hope I can read some more of your writing somewhere.

I will be at the spot tonight with a hammer thinking of you.






Kakihara
10.11.10 - 12:47 pm

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I remember going to sleep one night at Salton Sea to the sound of Tomatoes doing an epic (in the poetic sense) and possibly fictional megaphone rant from the point of view of a repressed teenager lashing out at mom and dad...and then waking up the next morning in the sticky heat of my tent to the sound of Tomatoes still doing largely the same rant.

For all that, he was just a really sweet and vulnerable guy if you got to know him even a little bit, and I have to say that's about as much as I ever did.

Now somebody post a closeup of his real estate agent photo tattoo.





PC
10.11.10 - 1:50 pm

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I LOVE YOU TOMATOES!



neverclever
responding to a comment by PC
10.11.10 - 2:10 pm

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Rest in Peace.



dannyzuko
10.11.10 - 2:15 pm

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We just played Dungeons and Dragons Friday night.....You'll be missed. He was more punk rock then anyone one I knew, his own person, like no other. Sad.



rev106
responding to a comment by neverclever
10.11.10 - 2:17 pm

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RIP

He was the best Sock Wrestler I ever saw. TWO MEN ENTER ONE MAN LEAVES!



stillline
10.11.10 - 2:31 pm

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never formily met him but seen him alot. nothing but good laughs. he will be missed R.I.P. Tomatoes



andres84
10.11.10 - 2:36 pm

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tomatoes2

Tomatoes



Coe coe buttaa
10.11.10 - 2:53 pm

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Joe Borfo
10.11.10 - 2:53 pm

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Exactly one year before Tomatoes passed:





toweliesbong
10.11.10 - 3:00 pm

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shine on, you crazy diamond!





coldcut
10.11.10 - 3:24 pm

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What if we rode saturday night after the memorial? Shirtless steel reserve ride.






stillline
10.11.10 - 3:35 pm

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Tomatoes' blog about getting lost a Deep Creek:

Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV

Fuck, when he showed up Sunday morning I've never been so happy to see someone in my life! I so wish he was just lost right now.








toweliesbong
10.11.10 - 3:46 pm

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you can't read it if you are not myspace friends... fuck myspace anyway can you copy paste here?





Roadblock
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10.11.10 - 3:50 pm

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I saw Tamatoes a walking piece of experimental art. In his looks, demeanor and actions. Ive met many unique people in both Midnight Ridazz and life in general but I cant say anyone has ever exceeded him. He was outrageous but also very affectionate. Everyone could take a lesson from Tomatoes and live everyday to the fullest while we are still here.



buckchin
10.11.10 - 3:54 pm

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I regret nothing

Walking down that trail over and over again. I've never seen anywhere so devoid of human life. I got lost in the desert. I caught a ride to San Bernardino with Tomato. We were gone camping. There was a bunch of us, and yeah, you guessed it, I was shitfaced drunk listening to headphones. I was sitting up on a hill, chainsmoking cigarettes chainchugging warm beers, and right then and there, I knew once and for all, I regret nothing. If I keel over and die right here on the hill in the desert, I don't regret sticking my hand up her skirt. Maybe she didn't like it, but maybe she did. So, I'll just cut to the chase: I got lost, really really lost. I think I was literally walking the wrong way for maybe 12 hours I'm guessing. The idea of sticking my hand up her skirt brought me the most comfort. There was two of us: the reasonable Tomatoes and the panicking Tomatoes. The reasonable Tomatoes told me, "Maybe if you survive all this, you'll get the opportunity to put your hand up her skirt again. Maybe just one last time. Maybe this time, there won't be so many people in the room." "Oh fuck it, here lies a macho fucking slut. He died the way he lived. Sunburnt, drunk, horny, full of pain, and covered in grime." You take it and you leave it. I took more than I left, and now, there's nothing left to do besides laying here in the gravel and daydreaming about her panties. They had ladybugs on them I believe. I would bet one million dollars that that's the sweetest pussy on the face of the planet. I would bet another million that those are the sweetest kisses on the face of the planet. I won't live to redeem the money though. I will be validified though. She will spread those sweet, sweet kisses and sweet, sweet pussy all across the land. All in my name I'm hoping.
Every time she fucks somebody, my quiet voice will be urging her to fuck him even harder. Oh yeah, you better believe it! I will be lingering way after death. Yes, it may be true, my corpse will be laying rotting in the desert. Animals will be eating me, tearing my intestines out, but my eyes will be watching her have sex, urging her to give him an enthusiastic blowjob.
Why does it smell like crack in my apartment? In the future, they will have cocaine-less crack, just for people like me that just like the taste, but don't like jacking off with a limp penis for hours.
Miley Cyrus was over here the other day. We did a bunch of lines of coke and I dressed her up with a plaid skirt and some knee highs and nothing else. Suffice it to say, majorly illegal shit occured. I don't regret that either. I knew I was going to get lost in the desert.
I would slice a thousand throats for just one kiss. Well, yeah, duh, When such said "just one kiss" is taking place, it's a given, she's going down on the floor with me on top of her. I didn't spend 20 hours alone in the desert for nothing. I mean, what's one act of rape after I just murdered a thousand people? I'm just kidding of course. I would never rape anybody. It makes me sad even joking about it. So, one would think I would erase that last comment. Oh fucking well. Some major fucking is about to take place. Fucking whatever. Literally.
So, I saw some teenagers and they were drunk and jocks. It was the first people that I had seen in probably 8 hours. I ran up in the front of their truck, and they stopped. They had to. They would've killed me otherwise. They were all drinking beer. So, I ran over to the driver's window. "I'M LOST!!!! I'M LOST!!!! CAN Y'ALL GIVE ME A RIDE TO A PAYPHONE?!?!?" Well, they drove off laughing hysterically, much in the same way I had been doing just a few minutes prior just out of desperation and hopelessness. It's funny, I asked for it. I'm always interested in exploring loneliness. Well, not no more. Nearly everything I want eventually comes my way. Well, yeah, you better believe it. I think this was easily the most lonely I've ever felt in my whole entire life. "WELL, AT LEAST TELL ME WHICH DIRECTION TO WALK TO!" They showed me the way with multiple middle fingers. It was up by the powerlines. The powerlines: besides the trail and the jocks and their middle fingers, the only evidence of human beings that I could see. I know what they were thinking. I'm nearly psychic. They were thinking, "Fuck LA people. LA people like middle fingers. Let's make him feel at home." Maybe not in so many words, but pretty much something along those lines. Well, anyways this blog is in two parts. I'm saving some of my creative juice for part two, most probably the best part. Stay tuned to see how I'm alive to write about it.





toweliesbong
responding to a comment by Roadblock
10.11.10 - 4:02 pm

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that and Snoopy

Walking down those dusty trails. Not even the comfort of a few extra hot cup of tea beers eased my pain, but Snoopy; I knew she was back in LA. Snoopy would take a nap with me on the floor. Snoopy will lick those wounds like an affectionate puppy. All I have to do is walk into the lights. That's what the reasonable Tomatoes said. Unfortunately, he wasn't in control of the direction I was walking into. I had a third encounter with a fucking cop car. I saw them. They were driving around and around shining their spot light up into the brush. "NO! NO! OVER HERE! I"M FUCKING LOST! HELP!!!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed until horse. That didn't a damn bit of good. Luckily, Tomato had given me a towel. Some slight bit of good that provided me. At one point, I nearly threw it away, but once nighttiime came down, it got really cold, and that fucking towel made me a real man. I curled up in it shaking like a motherfucking pussy leaf. The sweetest pussy leaf in the world. All you need is a towel. That and an English bloke saying the expression "bloody cunt" over and over.
"SNOOPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SNOOPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She couldn't hear me either. I just wanted to live. I want to live. I will always want to live. This macho fucking slut wants to see at least one more day. I want to sit at my bench with Snoopy at Echo motherfucking Park and drink some motherfucking beer and put expletives all over the place for no reason. You know what makes me happy? drinking beer with Snoopy at Echo motherfucking Park.
I walked down Powerline Road. It was so mean. It was cruel how beautiful it was. I've never seen anything like that. "Damn, that's one big fucking rock," I thought to myself. I thought to myself, "I can sit right down here and weep miserably, but that won't get me any closer to Snoopy." I considered cracking, but that wouldn't get me any closer to Snoopy. Not in the slightest bit. "HEEELLLLLLPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEEEEEEEELLLLLPPPPP! AYUDAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AUXILIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nobody came. It was just me, myself, and I. I think I fell down at least 20 times, and each time, I checked myself. The reasonable Tomatoes told me, "Well at least you didn't break anything." And you know what my consolation was? Good question. I don't even know what the word consolation means. I wish I did, but I threw my dictionary out because there was bed bugs breeding in it. And all those cuts. I'm experimenting with trying to make my limbs fall off. Just not my right hand. I don't want my right hand to fall off. I like being independent, and my right hand plays a major part in that.. It wasn't the first time I've been lost in the desert. When I was 18 years old on Kristmas eve I walked out into the desert in Mexico. I saw a UFO. You think I'm kidding. I'm not. I was walking down from Real de Catorce. Looking to get eat peyote. The nastiest possible thing you could ever eat. You have to eat it with oranges. Unfortunately, I didn't know that at the time. I ate a bucket of sand with my buttons. The tradition is when you find peyote, you don't eat the first one you find. You leave that for the next 18-year-old wandering by himself in the desert, but the next one, you carve it out. Leave the root, so it can grow some more for other people that want to trip. Only eat maximum 4. You will trip so hard from just 4 buttons. Don't eat anymore. Wait 'til you come puke and then wait another 4 hours or so, and then puke some more and then eat some more. Besides Ketamine, peyote is the only halucinogenic I could eat on a daily basis. I took it at the Basilca in Mexico City. Some lady had her kid dresses up so erotically. I said out loud, "Why would you dress up your 4-year-old kid like a fucking clown?" I was assuming nobody knew English. Unfortunatelty, the mother did. I got the Evil Look to end all Evil Looks. OK, so I guess this a 3 part thing. My D&D charcter is calling me. She's an evil witch. King Buzzo would say the Stoner Witch. She's a decrepid old hag witch that gets off to killing people. She does it every chance she gets. She's looking for her dog, Pesadillacrutschia. If you find her dog, please let me know. It'll ease a slight bit of suffering.




toweliesbong
10.11.10 - 4:03 pm

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DEAR WHOEVER IN THE FUCK

I got really tired. I kept walking like those drunk jocks told me down by the powerlines, and I kept on thinking that I could hear cars. That's what kept me walking. Yeah, it was probably 3 in the morning. There's no traffic in San Bernardino County at 3 in the morning. My mind didn't realize that. I hadn't had any water to drink and I had been walking around in the desert for 12 hours. "Fuck!, everybody's probably gonna think I did this just because I want attention." I mean, I do like attention, but not that much, and if I would get intentionally lost in the desert just for attention, I mean, that's pretty inconsiderate. I laid down in the dirt and ate three sugarless Lifesavers just to inspire my mouth to salivate. The moon came up over a hill. It was beautiful. It was awe inspiring. I didn't eat anymore. I didn't want diarreah. It'll give it to you. It says it right there on the package. "Dear, whoever in the fuck, you can have all my shit. Play depressing music at my funeral and get shit faced drunk every single day for a whole year in my memory. I want to be buried naked. And everybody that attends my funeral must have sex with each other. The two most important things in life: getting drunk and sex. I want it represented for my death." I jumped up and began walking again. I thought I heard traffic. It was actually just the buzzing of the power towers in case you hadn't already gathered that already. God fucking damn it, it was so beautiful. I got Aflack. I'm not sure how you're supposed to collect on it when you're a dead rotten bloated corpse in the desert. I was wondering about that. I mean normally, this would've been heaven for me. I love remote shit, and I love loneliness because it makes the company of another that the much sweeter once it comes, but I was saturated in fear. Fear, that I would never finish my dumb book. If I would've let myself, I could've busted out crying. But, once you start doing shit like that, it's hard to return. I placated me by thinking of ideas for my next book. I'm on death row in a foreign planet, and they're going to chop my head off and eat it, and as a policy they make you write an autobiography before you die. But, the whole thing is going to be me cussing out those that are about to kill me, and about a girl that I like that was fucking me before I got in jail, and she won't come visit. I think my favorite book on the face of the planet is Hunger. It's about being hungry in case you hadn't already gathered that. Thirst? a blatant rip off. I can't help it I can't help that it was summertime, and I went and shot a bunch of people in front of Grausman Chinese Theater. Superman told me as he was bleeding all over the stars, "Tomato!, why did you do this to me?" "TOMATOES, MOTHERFUCKER!!!! IT'S TOMATOES!!!!!!!!!! IT'S MORE THAT ONE TOMATO, YOU STUPID ASSHOLE!!!!!!!!" and then I fill superman with more holes. Hot weather makes me pissed off. "TELL, WONDERWOMAN, i ALWAYS WANTED TO FUCK HER!!!!!," but I was too shy to do anything about it.
I saw some cars driving way off in the distance, so I walked in that direction. I f I just get there, and lay down in the middle of the trail, when they run me over, they have to stop, right? I mean, I might dead and all that, but they'll have to stop. I want to be buried in Austin. That one graveyard over east of the 35. And, I want to be wearing my skull ring, and I want everybody to kiss my corpse's face. Kiss my on the lips, you stupid ass bitch! Is it OK? Can the dead Tomatoes say, "you stupid ass bitch!"? I mean, I;m dead for shit's sake. At least give me that. And bury me with Steel Reserve. And, I'll drink it. I promise.
So, anyway, I was so very tired. I fell down a few more times. Took a whole bunch of naps. I finally got to the road where the cars drive. I turned around three times and made my pallet of crunched gravel. The lonely sex wolf howling alone in the desert. It was so soft down there. It was comfortable to say the least. I curled up in Tomato's towel . I was smelling it hoping that that smell would keep me alive .
The sun came coming up. It stirred me a bit, and then low and behold, a car came barreling down the trail. They had their headlights on. I screamed and yelled, "DEAR NATALIA!!!! i'M FUCKING DEAD." I ran in front of the car, and she curved around me. It was this lady, she had me sit in the backseat just to make it that much easier to strangle her. And much to my disfortune, she was talking about Jesus. I felt like a pussy to not've strangled her. I would've been doing the world a favor. One less christian equals one tiny little step towards a more pleasant world. Imagine a world without Jesus where people are nice to each other just because that's what you're supposed to do. So, suffice to say, she let me have it. She was a native American. More to come.





toweliesbong
10.11.10 - 4:03 pm

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conclusion of getting lost in the desert

I came upon a trail that had tire tracks on it. I knew that if I just stayed there for long enough, a car was bound to drive down it. And even if they wouldn't be willing to pick me up, they would hopefully at least, call the cops or something. I laid down making a fresh pallete, and draped myself with Tomato's towel. I was hoping it would smell like her, but it didn't. I figured I could survive for at least 24 hours more without water before becoming delirious. Half of me wanted no cars to come. That would be so glamorous dying lost in the desert. Not as predictable as heroin overdose or a drunk driving accident or suicide by cop. Leaving this world alone just like I came into it. Just me, Tomatoes, and I. But the other half wanted to live. New people to fuck, new cities to live in, new drugs to fuck my life up with, new grammatical errors that I had never dabbled with. I've never tried PCP, and would hate to die without experiencing that. I fell asleep keeping an open ear for cars. Right before the sun came up with just a tinge of light, I heard the pathetic groan of an old fucked up domestic car barreling down the trail. I jumped up and jumped in front of such said fucked up car waving Tomato's towel around like a matador. That was unintentional. I wasn't trying to be funny, I swear. I knew they wouldn't stop which they didn't. They swerved around me and seemed to be abandoning me when suddenly it stopped. A middle age dark-skinned woman smoking a cigarette was at the driver's seat motioning for me to get in the back. And I know this is going to sound corny, but I couldn't get the opening scene from Slacker out of my head. It was so bad, I had to catch myself from explaining all of the different trails that I could've possibly taken, and what might've happened had I made those different choices.

I was speaking Spanish to her, and she had no idea what I was saying. I felt like an asshole assuming she spoke Spanish. So, I assumed that she was "native American" still being an asshole with my assumptions.

"You could've been killed out there, you know? Lots of people die out here. You're just lucky you didn't die. You better thank Jesus you didn't die"

"I know, I know, I know. Yeah, I didn't get lost on purpose. I was over by the hot springs, and the next thing I knew, I was lost."

"You know, my five-year-old son walks up to the hot springs from our trailer and he doesn't get lost, God bless his soul."

"Yeah, I know, I'm an idiot. I wasn't paying attention. I just didn't think it would be possible to get lost with so much open space around."

"And, at least, next time, bring some water and food with you. You know, I just can't believe you would do something like that." At this, I had just been assuming that she was going to offer me some water to drink. She didn't. She lit another cigarette and continued to reprimand me. "And, I'm going to be late to work because of you."

"I saw cops across the mountain top last night. They were shining spotlights around. I was yelling and yelling. They were completely off."

She began to laugh like a maniac. "No, there's no cops around here. The only time a cop comes around here is never. That was my neighbor. He's a fucking asshole. Drunk motherfucking asshole. I mean, don't get me wrong, God bless him, but still he's an asshole."

I didn't feel the need to comment on what she had said. It hurt just a tiny little bit. When I had seen those spotlights, it made me feel like somebody cared. It urged me to move in the direction of those lights. It was just some dickhead like me fucking with his neighbors.

We were silent for quite some time. Her chainsmoking cigarettes in her hotel uniform and me sitting there in the back seat quietly contemplating the urgent need to make out with every single woman that lets me.

After about 15 minutes or so, we began to drive through some area that was semi-developed. There was the cutest little bunny sitting right there in the middle of the road. It was facing in the opposite direction. Its long ears were perky. In the equivocated direction away from us. It was gazing in awe at the sun that had begun to arise over a mountain top. Truly serene to say the least. A sight to behold or some such other cliché expression. I wanted to warn her, but I didn't want to scare her by touching her or yelling out, "HEY! THERE'S A FUCKING RABBIT!!!!!"

It went underneath her old, shitty tires with a satisfying snap. Completely obliterated. Broken down to a pureed blob of red and white desmadre. Her fucked up tires and the difficult terrain turned what could've been a neat stop into us nearly crashing into a ravine. Her sobbing came and came and came. I thought she was never going to stop crying. I thought about what I had seen in movies and television. When somebody's going through something traumatic like that, you're supposed to lay your hand on their shoulder and console them. "But, that's so fucking typical," I told myself.

"I take care of all the animals. All the dogs, and the cats, and the bunnies, and now I killed the innocent bunny. At least, the bunny's going to heaven." Besides in movies, I don't think I've ever experienced anybody weep this hard, but still, I just sat back there and tried to mind my own business. She started driving again, but had to pull over once again to ball. And ball she did, it came out like a broken fire hydrant. Right then and there, she was crying about every single painful experience she had ever had in life. She was crying about the boy in high school that she liked that didn't like her back. She was crying about her cruel dad that never paid attention to her. She was crying about her granma dying. She was crying that she lived out in a trailer in the middle of nowhere. She was crying that she had to go to some bullshit job that pays her nearly nothing even though she's worth so much more. She was crying that she had some dipshit alcoholic in her backseat. I'm no stranger to emotional pain, but this was truly something else. I still refused to react.

She dropped me off at the gas station half an hour later. I waited until it opened, and then gorged on Carrot juice, peanuts, and Steel Reserve. The cab company said it would take 2-3 hours to come pick me up since it was so remote. I sat the fuck down over towards the side of the store guzzling 211 admiring the dawn and the bunnies and expecting to get harrased by the local police. That never happened. Everybody out there is even weirder than I am myself and on an infinite amount more of meth.

The cab driver picked me up with a gigantic mouth. It was full of tobacco chew. He looked like a victim of Chernobyl. I was instantly in love with him. I was smoking a cigarette back there helping him out, studying the Thomas Guide. Fortunately, I had a crumpled up flyer with the directions where the camp was. We were gonna take a right down this one dusty road, and there was 5 SUV's with San Bernardino County Seals on the side blazing down the trail at 40 miles per hour. They raised so much dust, we had to roll up the windows and turn on the AC. I was joking about it, saying, "Hey, I bet they're looking for me."

He was laughing. It all felt so good. I was drunk once again, hanging out with someone of questionable mental integrity just like me. But, more than anything, I wanted to get back to LA, so I could get to work the next day. Being financially independent is very important to me.

As we rolled into camp in the cab, that's one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. All those cops were there. There was like 15 of them. They were about to deploy helicopters. The search and rescue team was getting all suited up to go look for "Tomato". I insisted that Tomato is another person, but they weren't having it.

The main cop had me take off my shirt to get a photo of all my tattoos. "Oh yeah, any excuse to get me to take my clothes off." He didn't like that.

Anyway, I'm alive, as you've probably already assumed by the fact that I wrote this. I'm sorry to've made y'all worry.






toweliesbong
10.11.10 - 4:04 pm

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I want to dedicate the Noche ride to him or maybe just make it a Tomatoes ride in the style of glo rider.

Really spend the time reading his writing. He has a lot of MySpace blogs I read this morning that were really fucking epic.



coldcut
10.11.10 - 4:30 pm

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^^^^^^^ That was me



imachynna
responding to a comment by coldcut
10.11.10 - 4:31 pm

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mch7FMtNjvk



frumble
responding to a comment by stillline
10.11.10 - 4:34 pm

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Greg, do you know if he ever finished any of his books? I was seriously looking forward to reading his work. I remember coming across his writings and not being able to stop reading.

The man was pure magic.



July
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10.11.10 - 4:58 pm

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No, but I know his close friends are going to try to find them, compile them for his mom, and archive them.



toweliesbong
responding to a comment by July
10.11.10 - 5:01 pm

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would be awesome to collect his blogs and print a zine with them in his memory.



Roadblock
10.11.10 - 5:18 pm

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Not sure. Stuff he posted online is different but maybe he didn’t want anyone to read his unfinished work. I never found anything online but he showed me some work here and there on paper. I guess it would be up to those closest to him/his mom to see what they want to do.



Kakihara
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10.11.10 - 5:18 pm

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Best part!

"Dear, whoever in the fuck, you can have all my shit. Play depressing music at my funeral and get shit faced drunk every single day for a whole year in my memory. I want to be buried naked. And everybody that attends my funeral must have sex with each other. The two most important things in life: getting drunk and sex. I want it represented for my death."



toweliesbong
10.11.10 - 5:42 pm

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I would like to see this happen.



Joe Borfo
responding to a comment by Roadblock
10.11.10 - 5:45 pm

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I would like to see this happen.




Roadblock
responding to a comment by toweliesbong
10.11.10 - 5:48 pm

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third-ed

also

"Fucking whatever. Literally."

<3



moondance
10.11.10 - 6:53 pm

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I can't believe this!!
I thought it was a joke he was playing on us....but we will truly miss him.
R.I.P tomatoes I will always remember the social gatherings we had at echo park and the way you always tried to explain cribbage to me.



puglife
10.11.10 - 7:15 pm

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Your legacy is legendary. Puree Tomatoes, you were a good guy.



profoscurity
10.11.10 - 7:19 pm

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i didnt know him but he sounds very intereresting. How did he pass? what hap?



cyclepaths
10.11.10 - 8:07 pm

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fucking shit. tomatoes was one of a kind, always had the most incredible stories and lived however the fuck he wanted to at all times. his memory will live on



kyber
10.11.10 - 9:15 pm

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His writings were really interesting. To some extent he thought of himself as a Charles Bukowski. The writing, the boozing, the ladies. A lot of his writings were only available to his Myspace friends and obviously he can't add you now.

I liberated them from myspace and Facebook and put them all unedited on this page.

http://locations.org/tomatoes/




marino
10.11.10 - 9:57 pm

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thank you.





slowrighthand
responding to a comment by marino
10.11.10 - 10:02 pm

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http://www.locations.org/tomatoes/

(sorry I still don't know how to post a hyperlink here)

Marino you might be able to put a redirect on the site to add the www. ???







ChaosRR
responding to a comment by marino
10.11.10 - 10:16 pm

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Sorry the previous link came out wrong

http://locations.org/tomatoes/

It doesn't need the www
It works with and without.



marino
10.11.10 - 10:27 pm

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The first time I ever read any of that, one of the best descriptions of the "HD" as told by a dude from the big city out for a walk.
Too bad he's gone, he would've been the number one candidate for penning an edition of "Welcome to the HD for dummies".



bentstrider
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10.11.10 - 11:20 pm

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The first time I saw the guy he was being interviewed in a speedo on a Midnight Ridazz ride in 2005.

One night a few years ago he was in an arm socking contest with anther rida. They punched each other in the same place all night long and did some serious damage to each other's arms that could have permanently damaged each other's arm.

He was also a very personable guy, a good conversationalist, and innocently clueless when it seemed to serve him.

He's sure to become a legend in RIdazz lore. His radio show, blog posts, and the images of him are fodder for so many tributes and myths to pop up.

Let the crazy post mortem deification begin!



ubrayj02
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10.12.10 - 12:56 am

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Choppercabras Spring Thing 2008

Choppercabras Spring Thing 2008

Choppercabras Spring Thing 2008

Choppercabras Spring Thing 2008

965 Tomatoes

982 Tomatoes

Here's a few pics I culled from events. I'm not sure when I met Tomatoes but is was around five or six years ago. I did some beach cruier only race that he organized. After that we would see each other around and he'd bring his bike by because he needed this and that done on some ratty old ladies beach cruiser with a basket on the front. I remember once where we were riding in the rain and he looked like the Gordon's fishermen all decked out in a bright yellow rain slicker. We got stopped by the cops, we had no lights. I was talking with the cops and Tomatoes just froze, every time he was asked a question he would only move his head in a panicked fashion, I'm suprised they did not arrest him. Just one of my many adventures with Tomatoes. There's more but I figure that if you knew the guy, you'd have a similar tale. Not to sound preachy, but you never know when it's over so make the most of the time you have here for it could be cut short. I know he had no intentions of checking out like this, he was going to a school to work on tranmissions and was planning on getting an article together for my zine. We'd added him to our group of Dungeons and Dragons players and he was talking about getting the books and learning all the spells (he was playing a wizard) so he was looking toward the future. One of the few people that's been involved in the bike scence from early on that has not dropped off as so many have over time. You'll be missed...ride on....



rev106
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10.12.10 - 7:49 am

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That is excellent Marino.



trickmilla
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10.12.10 - 8:20 am

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I've kept a bunch of the writings he's posted and I plan on putting it together in a printed format. If anyone has any of the stuff that didn't make it online please get in touch. I'm sorry to say that as important as he was to me, I don't know many of his friends.

Also the stories people are sharing about him are great and show just how fucking amazing he was and how many people he touched. He came to all the early bike stuff in 03 and 04 and was just so fucking stoked. Such pure, unfiltered no bullshit excitement about bikes.
Matt (bikeswarm [at] gmail)




bike punk
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10.12.10 - 8:42 am

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I know this may be irrelevant but, does anyone know His name?



ericduville
10.12.10 - 9:59 am

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Tomatoes was my partner at the Choppercabras events. TEAM EAT SHIT !

The Rev. Dak and I got Tomatoes to attend Santa Con for the last 3 years.

We used to play D&D with him on many occasions.

Tomatoes is part of the inspiration for the Midnight Ridazz Salton Sea trips since he made it an effort to go out there by himself at least once a year. It was his own personal Mecca.

He really turned me on to Charles Bukowski and John Fante.

He always made me feel good whenever he saw me and gave the best hugs.
He was really great at making you feel important when you were around him.

He always made me laugh even during difficult times he knew how to turn dark situations into levity with his twisted humor.

He was the most real and honest person I've ever met. It pains me so much that we will not be able to share more times together. So much more we could have explored and corrupted.

He may have looked as scary as fuck to some. And he may have said lots of things to piss people off, but they were all coming from a place of virtue. He had the sweetest heart I've ever seen. A brilliant mind who also had concern for others. But he didn't put up for any bullshit from others and from that of society.

The first things he and I ever talked about were about his writings. I have always encouraged him to get them finished and into print. There is so much about him that I want to learn and I know that others want to read his works too. I think it is really important that we get his writings on paper compiled and possibly published. Or, like roadblock said, into a Zine or something that will remain permanent. This is all we have left of him besides the wonderful memories we had with him.

Tomatoes is a star and a legend for us to honor.

He was a Pope. He was the Backwards Saint. All Hail!





Joe Borfo
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10.12.10 - 10:04 am

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His birth name was Francisco. I do not remember his last name.

But his name is truly Tomatoes Puree.





Joe Borfo
responding to a comment by ericduville
10.12.10 - 10:06 am

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i've met him on 5 different occasions. each time, it was his birthday.

he had 5 birthdays in 8 months.



KiMS1
responding to a comment by Joe Borfo
10.12.10 - 10:10 am

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Thanks Borfo.



ericduville
responding to a comment by Joe Borfo
10.12.10 - 10:56 am

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Ride On Brother!
r.i.p.
He will truely be missed.




Delirium
10.12.10 - 10:59 am

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Happy Birthday, Tomatoes.



Joe Borfo
10.12.10 - 11:01 am

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Can We have the powers that be, turn this Saturday's Glow Ride into a Memorial ride to honor Him?



ericduville
10.12.10 - 11:24 am

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My heart aches and I barely knew the man.

Much love and condolences to all of you who called him a friend and admired him from afar.

R.I.P. Tomatoes
You are missed.






trickmilla
10.12.10 - 11:25 am

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Francisco Taccir

"Well, my dad, he's a dick. We don't get along. He hates my unibrow. I guess he has one and shaves it or whatever and it just really bothers him that I have one. He can't stand to look at me, and ever since I dropped out of college, I haven't done him any good. He's ashamed of me, and he knows I'm a drunk and that I do drugs and I'm just an over all shady person. So, he has a girl with another lady other than my mom, and I'm pretty sure he's not planning on having any more kids, so after me, that's it for the last name. It's a stupid last name anyway: Taccir. When my dad's family moved from Russia to Argentina years and years ago, they changed it from Tacsier to Taccir, so it wouldn't seem like a jewish last name because they were escaping persecution or something. I don't even know the full story. It doesn't make that much sense to me. I don't even get judaism. I know that it's a religion worshipping the old testament or something, and I've even read a lot of that book, but the whole seems totally made up, so I don't have much of the attention span for it. It's just a bunch of gibberish. Well, so far, for my vasectomy...."



marino
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10.12.10 - 11:26 am

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I met him once. Really really warm person.





Bikekowski
10.12.10 - 11:42 am

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Well, I wasn't crying over this loss until you posted this, Bikekowski. Guess the "denial" stage is over then.

I love you guys - even the ones I haven't met yet.



ClubScout
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10.12.10 - 11:46 am

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I fucking LOVED Francisco Tomatoes Puree Taccir. I wish I was more like him when I was younger. I fucking miss him so much. We played D&D every week for several years. I will miss Malecrutia, the evil cleric that wouldn't heal only kill. I will miss the Blodulvia, the perverted old witch that loved to charge into battle and curse. But I will mostly miss Tomatoes the Backwards Saint and tattooed Santa, he forever changed my life. I will miss his drunk calls and computer questions.

CHISMAS IS FOR PEND-EJOS!

I want to build a permanent memorial for him at Salton Sea.


Hail Eris!




the reverend dak
10.12.10 - 11:58 am

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I don't know, but there will be a memorial gathering for Tomatoes this Saturday the 16th at 4:30pm at Echo Park Lake by the boat house. Bring pictures, words, and memories of him as we celebrate his life while attempting to inhale a 211.



Joe Borfo
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10.12.10 - 12:54 pm

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I did not know Tomatoes well, but from his friends and writings (thanks Marino) I can see he was very special. RIP

Words from the Inuit:

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.



Foldie
10.12.10 - 1:09 pm

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Even though I am new to this bike rides and even though I only saw Him maybe twice, one f those times was a memorable one(He was wearing His Yellow underpants or whatever they are and nothing else LOL).
I will make my way to the old stumping grounds for this, thank you.



ericduville
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10.12.10 - 1:19 pm

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I've been having trouble writing anything and coming to terms with this. Fuck i miss him so much already. I've been trying to go through old photos of him, and it's bringing back so many great memories. So often when the two of us hung out, we ended up finding ways to do some of the dumbest shit and have the best time doing it. I'll never forget all our camping trips, the hundreds of cribbage games we've played over the years, the punching contests that i always won which pissed you off to no end, drinking beer with you at Echo Park Lake, tattoo bets and celebrating your birthday about 15 times a year.

Fuck you Tomatoes and Happy Birthday. I love you my friend.



brassknuckle
10.12.10 - 2:03 pm

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i met tomatoes in 05 i belive.he was handing out flyers at a party at the ol bike haus i believe,for his ride celebrating his vasectomy.it was always great seeing him and drinking with him.i would manage to piss off twice as many people when i partied with him.
its pretty sad to think how we all take eachother for granted until its too late,but i guess thats how life is.ive been reading his blogs and they are really amazing.here we had probably one of the most interesting people in los angeles and we didnt celebrate him when he was here as much as we will after he is gone.
i was at atomic cycles maybe about a year ago and paul had a bowl full of random buttons that you pin on.he had some of tomatoes and i picked one out of there.im glad i got that and somehow managed to not lose it.it will be a cherished possesion.
that dude was as punk rock as they get.



mandingo
10.12.10 - 2:06 pm

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Doctor Who on BBC was Tomatoes favorite TV show. He had watched the first two episodes of the new season with me at my place earlier this year. I promised to record the rest of the season for him so that he could come back to watch them all later. We never got around to watching the rest...

I'm planning to watch them all in a marathon soon in his honor, please let me know if you'd like to come over for it.



Joe Borfo
10.12.10 - 2:20 pm

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i forgot i had these.

Tomatoes
Tomatoes Grabbing Borfo's Crotch
Tomatoes on Small Bicycle 1



mikeywally
10.12.10 - 2:34 pm

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I only met Tomatoes a few times, but his was a kind of personality that you don't forget. Here he is arranging a staring competition at the Salton Sea:



It's not the greatest recording ever, but maybe somebody will appreciate it. Tomatoes took what was shaping up to be a rather unremarkable afternoon and made it into something more memorable. It seems like he did that kind of thing a lot.

(the first minute or so is Tomatoes arranging the tournament, and the second is from the Tomatoes vs. Tomato battle about an hour later)



nathansnider
10.12.10 - 3:12 pm

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Thank you.



Joe Borfo
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10.12.10 - 3:18 pm

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Yeah! Borfo, I would love to join you. He was telling me about this show but I did not have a television for many years and I don’t recall ever having watched an episode. He invited me over to watch them sometime and I agreed but then he changed his mind and said that he likes that no one else likes/watches this show and wants to keep it that way.



Kakihara
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10.12.10 - 3:23 pm

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Thanks for sharing the blog. Very inspirational for the unique-minded peeps.



^olsko*jr7
10.12.10 - 3:27 pm

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As some of you know, Tomatoes and his friend Tookie ran the "G Rated Prank Call Show" on Kill Radio every Wednesday from 3-6pm on killradio.org

Their next show was supposed to be on Tomorrow. I'm not sure if Tookie will be doing this alone or at all anymore.

Here is an archive of their recordings. Some really great moments. Lots of funny moments between Tookie Hauser M.D. and Tomatoes prank calling on various people and businesses.

G Rated Prank Call Show - Killradio Archive Link






Joe Borfo
10.12.10 - 3:40 pm

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He never lost those eyes.



July
10.12.10 - 4:24 pm

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This picture breaks your heart.



ericduville
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10.12.10 - 4:31 pm

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his passing has had me really bummed out these past two days. I only had to meet him a handful of times before i started listening to his radio show and reading the writings he posted on facebook. im so glad these things are archived.



larsenf
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10.12.10 - 4:52 pm

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+1



Coe coe buttaa
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10.12.10 - 4:54 pm

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Tomatoes was definitely one of the craziest dudes I've ever met. A character indeed.

I'll miss randomly running into him at Echo Park, and running into him at parties having small talk and a sip of his beer.



alien invasion
10.12.10 - 4:59 pm

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<table style="width:auto;"><tr><td></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From TOMATO SEXX WOLF R.I.P.</td></tr></table>



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:25 pm

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I first met Tomato Sexx Wolf, that's his real name, at a race he threw during Bike Summer back in '05. It was the "Tomato Sexx Wolf Thunderbird Beach Cruiser Vasectomy Race". I cant remember if it was a benefit for, or celebration of, his Vasectomy. Either way it was a mad dash up and down the LA River, and around Silverlake. Several stops had cups with a heavy load of Thunderbird and some Kool-Aid. You had to drink em before continuing. It was great. I remember him giving away $20 to the winner, and other prizes were used board games. It was great.

Everything everybody posted above is true. He was hands down, one of the most unique individuals you could ever meet in your life. Always havin a good time, no drama and smiles all around.

Rest In Peace bro. Heaven just got a little more fun.



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:34 pm

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So here's some fotos I snapped of him at Choppercabras in '06, showin off his new ink.

<table style="width:auto;"><tr><td></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From TOMATO SEXX WOLF R.I.P.</td></tr></table>



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:36 pm

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http://lh5.ggpht.com/_IIemq9b1a04/TLUbFz-E-OI/AAAAAAAAAgY/qW93LNcwOZs/s800/DSC_4773.jpg



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:37 pm

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<table style="width:auto;"><tr><td></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From TOMATO SEXX WOLF R.I.P.</td></tr></table>



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:37 pm

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<table style="width:auto;"><tr><td></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From TOMATO SEXX WOLF R.I.P.</td></tr></table>



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:38 pm

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As you can see, he's riding the tall bike I later bought from Paul that afternoon. It's the only tallbike I've ever known.



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:39 pm

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<table style="width:auto;"><tr><td></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From TOMATO SEXX WOLF R.I.P.</td></tr></table>



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:39 pm

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<table style="width:auto;"><tr><td></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From TOMATO SEXX WOLF R.I.P.</td></tr></table>



JOKER
10.12.10 - 7:40 pm

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Mr. Tomatoes made my '07 Christmas by telling Xeni Jardin and Boing Boing to Fuck Off!



http://tv.boingboing.net/2007/12/18/santarchy.html





TAR
10.12.10 - 10:40 pm

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Oh Rest in Peace. Say Hi to GG Allin for me.



TAR
10.12.10 - 10:41 pm

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Casual Tomatoes, going about his day at Sunset and Vine this past January.
Mr. Tomatoes



TAR
10.12.10 - 10:52 pm

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Drinking a 211 for tomatoes right now.



TheDude
10.13.10 - 12:23 am

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Still not quite ready to write much of anything, but I will say this: I'll miss your guttabawls.



Ms. Stephanie
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10.13.10 - 1:30 pm

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HEY MY EYES ARE UP HERE.



larsenf
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10.13.10 - 4:58 pm

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yeah for sure. me and chicken have had this dr who ride in the planning forever. We said we would start working on it in memorial to tomatoes. plus we dont have cable so please can we come over. Maybe we could do the ride before. Not that many people know who dr who is any way.

I've been reading attentively but It helps to get it out and share. I've known tomatoes for 5 or 6 years we met him at bike summer. he had his classic speedos on and was talking about getting his vasectomy because he was going on to doing pornstars only. I couldn't stop laughing, he was so real, i swear i could not talk to another human being like how i talked to tomatoes and as he slowly went further into drugs through the years I told him your the only one that talks to me, that we can we really understand each other. The deepest conversations of my life. My roomate anne said he talked to much but I think it was an awesome thing to be so pure of heart and mind.I loved him to death and wished he didnt stop drinking because that was better for him than the drugs. I still dont believe he's dead. It will hit me at choppercabras for sure but for now he still lives.



veronica
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10.13.10 - 6:52 pm

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Only met him once about a year and a half ago, and from reading all the posts I wish we talked more. It is always sad a loved member of your community. How did he die? What happen?



ToddAlmighty
10.13.10 - 7:29 pm

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Fuck yeah to the banner!



imachynna
10.13.10 - 7:41 pm

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Double fuck yeah to the banner.



Ms. Stephanie
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10.13.10 - 8:08 pm

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I think, in respect to Tomatoes, we will not disclose the nature of his death. However, It was not intentional. I keep thinking that I wish there was something I could have done to prevent it, but my friends say that none of us could control what happened. What matters is that he lived his life to the fullest, he had the greatest heart, and he was major figure of our community and has effect and inspired us in so many positive ways.

His life should be honored and celebrated... god I miss that sick fucker so much.



Joe Borfo
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10.13.10 - 9:22 pm

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Yeah yeah. I'm not feeling it all the way yet either. How late are you guys going to be at echo park till as I won't be out that way until 7pm at the soonest on Saturday. If it's doable, I'd like to be there. Borfo,let me know.

Paul
rev106@yahoo.com





rev106
responding to a comment by Joe Borfo
10.13.10 - 9:45 pm

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The banner is fucking awesome.



palucha66
10.13.10 - 10:04 pm

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@Paul - I'm really not sure how this will play out as i'm not organizing it. I'm showing up at 4:30 and probably can't stay too late. From what I understand the park thing ends around 7 and then they will move to a nearby location to show videos of him and slideshows and stuff. I actually would like to make some of that. I'll email you more details once I get them.

@Veronica - I'm down. Let's work out the plans.







Joe Borfo
responding to a comment by rev106
10.13.10 - 10:11 pm

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Any word on a funeral? is he going to be cremated or buried??



palucha66
responding to a comment by Joe Borfo
10.13.10 - 10:20 pm

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I don't know.



Joe Borfo
responding to a comment by palucha66
10.13.10 - 10:27 pm

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thought you would know for some reason.



palucha66
responding to a comment by Joe Borfo
10.13.10 - 10:54 pm

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I've heard there's talk about cremation. His parents are deciding what to do. I'm sure we will all have more details after a while.



Joe Borfo
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10.14.10 - 12:19 am

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I talked to him only a couple times. The first time I met him he came into the public access studio I used to work at with a group called "Dungeon Majesty."
The video made that day was one of the most memorable pieces ever shot in that studio.

You can catch Tomatoes at 2:00 into it dressed as a barbarian or something. He's seen a few more times throughout the video.

R.I.P.





Mr. Raymond
10.14.10 - 12:21 am

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The banner is really really amazing



secretragingcow
10.14.10 - 12:49 am

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RIP...too young, too soon...



FIXMYLIFE
10.14.10 - 5:25 pm

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Joe Borfo
10.14.10 - 5:36 pm

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It was always rewarding to get to talk to Tomatoes one on one. I first met him at Salton Sea 1, I thought he was hilarious while we were there, but didn't realize how brilliant, sweet, and vulnerable he was until I gave him a ride home. It's one of the few times in my life that I really enjoyed being stuck in traffic, it took us like 6 hours to get home, I wasn't in a hurry to get home like normal.



toweliesbong
responding to a comment by veronica
10.14.10 - 5:53 pm

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I think that says it all.
what an awesome signature.



trickmilla
responding to a comment by Joe Borfo
10.14.10 - 6:07 pm

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2:11 is the new 4:20!!!





toweliesbong
10.14.10 - 7:26 pm

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THIS DUDE ALWAYS CAME UP TO ME AND SAID "HOW YOU DOING EDDIEBOY?"

ONE SOLID DUDE, I WILL SURLY MISS HIS "RESPECT" THAT HE ALWAYS AFFORDED ME.

GOES TO SHOW YOU THAT YOU SHOULD ALWAYS TREAT SOMEONE "COOL" YOULL NEVER KNOW IF YOU WILL EVER GET THE CHANCE TO "SAY HELLO" OR "THANKS" OR EVEN "FUCK YOU" (AFFECTIONATELY).

I REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME HE WAS SHOWING ME HIS TATS. I WAS LIKE "DAM, THIS WOOD GOT MORE TATS THAN ME. LOL, AND HE WOULD LAUGH AT ME SAYING THIS TO HIM, IMA GONNA MISS THAT HIPPY.



eddieboyinla
10.14.10 - 7:28 pm

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OMG NATHAN! that's so great - thank you for capturing our staring contest. i lost the first time to him when he started spreading his legs and trying to seduce me lol. second time i won har har!!

i've cried a bunch this week. i'll cry even more on saturday. i can't help but miss him.

we spent many hours in the car together and i'm glad i got to go camping with him a few times. it was one of his favorite things to do.

i'll never meet anyone like him again. thanks everyone for all your wonderful stories. i'm finally laughing again, but i wish he was still here <3



tomato
responding to a comment by nathansnider
10.14.10 - 8:45 pm

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R I P Tomatoes got to talk with a few time you made me laugh my ass off both times you truely one of a kind and will be missed.Already are



crossbones
10.15.10 - 7:03 am

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you need to come back....



Xray
responding to a comment by tomato
10.15.10 - 2:10 pm

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Jesus, dude, at least black out some of the details.



PC
responding to a comment by Joe Borfo
10.15.10 - 2:31 pm

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My buddha, why?



toweliesbong
responding to a comment by PC
10.15.10 - 2:50 pm

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here.


http://chaster.us/wp/?p=561



PERMANENT PARIAH
responding to a comment by crossbones
10.15.10 - 2:51 pm

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CHARLIE PREVAILS



Joe Borfo
responding to a comment by PERMANENT PARIAH
10.15.10 - 2:54 pm

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Tomatoes would not give a fuck. Rite?

Hail Eris!





Joe Borfo
responding to a comment by PC
10.15.10 - 2:57 pm

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I hugged frumble at 2:11 today.



toweliesbong
responding to a comment by Joe Borfo
10.15.10 - 3:04 pm

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Because I was gonna take that license down to MacArthur Park and sell it, and now Borfo just put all kinds of salt in my game. That's why.



PC
responding to a comment by toweliesbong
10.15.10 - 3:10 pm

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that would be RAD to give his identity away at Mac Arthur Park....



Roadblock
responding to a comment by PC
10.15.10 - 3:53 pm

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he tried to explain cribbage to me once at the park.... could not understand



Roadblock
10.15.10 - 3:54 pm

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Tomatoes taught me how to play, and I would be happy to teach anyone in his honor.



TheDude
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10.15.10 - 4:00 pm

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I second this!

I haven't been able to come to echo park cribbage club in a while but, I would like to make it up again soon. Of all the times I have gone, I never got a chance to play against Tomatoes at cribbage, I feel sad that now I will never have the chance...



braydon
responding to a comment by TheDude
10.15.10 - 7:12 pm

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I owed him a tattoo.We never got to it,bummer.



Huey555
10.15.10 - 8:50 pm

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Rest in peace my friend. You'll be missed.







DArK ENERgY
10.15.10 - 9:37 pm

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you cant fucking stop it dont thing you can even try. it all falls down and you lick it up. there istn even eny way for you to pass it on to anybody, its your own damn faukt and the trickle dribbling down your chin says it all. dont fuck it up now becausse its your last chance the dribbilng mess is the best you got. dont destroy it, destroy ing yourslef is the next best thing. yeah, im the god dmanded walrus and the egg man, and all the fucking proud ce you could imagin e int his woulds.

just let it go. im much more a corpsre than you are, and your jealousy is sickensiung. marked up and bleeding. dead man wakinging.

what more do you need than in and out burger and rite aide ice cream. jouy. serenity?






look up dictionary and ssee where it tklaes you.????






yes. booddds guts. danges. sex. ride home. go to slepe[eeeeep.










mateo



lackflag
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10.16.10 - 3:05 am

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i saw tge buddah on the road and i fuckig killed him, i am the zen chainsaw massacire. if you see the buddah on the road, fucking kill her!!!!!!!! yes. its a bitch, !!!!!!!!!!! the buddah has alllthe wisdeom. scrathc its down . kill the woseom. thats the only way...... make your way!!!!1111 only sckothch doctor bronnor. all one god love. jeeehosephat. seriously



lackflag
10.16.10 - 3:08 am

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdUUx5FdySs



lackflag
10.16.10 - 3:09 am

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Tomatoes loved the rain.



Joe Borfo
10.16.10 - 12:32 pm

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So sad. So angry. Fuck, Tomatoes, wish I could talk to you again, man.



sleepy
10.16.10 - 2:07 pm

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I first met Tomatoes at the old A House - he was inviting everyone to his vasectomy ride, the last ride he was going to take before getting it done and then he was going to not be able to ride for a while while he healed up.....

He was one of the first people to buy one of my shirts, which he's wearing in a couple photo's up top... makes me happy that he loved it enough to get it and wear it..

I will rummage around and find the photos I took of Dan stick/poke tattooing 9/11 in 7-11 style on Tomatoes leg at tattoo brunch day...

RIP you fucker. and Happy freakin Birthday.



redridinghood
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10.16.10 - 2:38 pm

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That was a beautiful evening. He is hard to let go of, but that was all really beneficial for a lot of us. Thanks for showing up and making it all happen.

RIDE ON In Peace, Tomatoes.



Joe Borfo
10.17.10 - 1:01 am

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ride on Tomatoes.



rev106
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10.17.10 - 3:05 am

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Seeing Noah the baby borfosaurus lifted my spirits.

The whole thing was really beautiful and fitting.
It was a proper send off.
You are all amazing.

Ride in Peace Tomatoes
Until next time ....







trickmilla
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10.17.10 - 9:33 am

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Posted by Shaddy on FB -

"Dear friends,

Thank you all for coming and helping create a wonderful evening for all of us. It makes me very happy to know I will be able to remember our evening together whenever I think of Tomatoes. He really surrounded himself with a great group of people, and I hope we will all stay connected and see each other again soon (salton sea?). I'd like to also show my deep gratitude for everyone who helped make tonight very special: will, johnny, neil, sandor, and jorgen for providing their home, heather, dan, erin, amy, erica, and felicia for the food and altar, marino for the projector, the city of los angeles for echo park, and last but not least, tookie and chivo for support."



Joe Borfo
10.17.10 - 9:55 am

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Yesterday / last night was really nice - I especially like the un-poem that Marino read, and the photos at the F Haus. I especially didn't like the Steel Reserve, I'll never understand how he drink that shite. (I never tried it until one day hanging out with Rev. Dak and Rev. Mook at Kill Radio's solid gold studios I found one of Tomatoes' Steel Reserves in the fridge, and my sister and I split it. We finished it only because we didn't want to waste it, but I had a renewed respect for Tomatoes' drinking habit after that. Gah.)

I'll really miss seeing Tomatoes' face at my kitchen table every Thursday - I'll miss a lot of things about that guy - and I'll probably keep randomly welling up into tears for a while, but being able to keep him alive through sharing memories with all of you will be really nice..



Ms. Stephanie
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10.17.10 - 1:20 pm

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I took some photos of the gathering.

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=86321&id=1011517267&l=bc25cf6f9f



barleye
10.17.10 - 3:44 pm

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I saw him a few times riding around by him self..I never spoke to him..always wondered about him.Should have introduced my self.Seems that I missed out on meeting a great person..Lesson learned.
He seems like the type of person that is probably still doing his thing wherever he is at..
He's happy..



deesimple
10.17.10 - 9:09 pm

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Nice to see you, Dee! ♥



Joe Borfo
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10.18.10 - 4:05 am

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Salton Sea 4 should be dedicated to Tomatoes. After all, his birthday inspired the first Ridazz trip there, and the Salton Sea was his personal Mecca where he'd make regular pilgrimages, sometimes by himself.

I especially like the idea of having a memorial of Tomatoes at the Salton Sea.



spiraldemon
10.21.10 - 2:43 pm

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Word.

I'm planning on going. I even am entertaining the idea of riding out there from LA hoping someone could give me ride back home.

If you haven't seen it, here is Tomatoes Memorial Slide Show by Shaddy.
(Powerpoint or Google Docs is required)





Joe Borfo
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10.21.10 - 3:14 pm

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daam am sorry to hear god has him in a better place doing wat he loves most riding his bike(:

R . I . P Tomatoes



magik!
10.22.10 - 8:12 am

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Walter's photos of the memorial
http://www.flickr.com/photos/waltarrrrr/sets/72157625180136732/show/



marino
responding to a comment by magik!
10.25.10 - 10:19 am

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cribbage is today
ya'll should go....
that is all....



Xray
11.9.10 - 6:36 pm

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With no disrespect to the departed, I feel like there is an issue no one is raising here. Of course when someone leaves us tragically, we focus on the good things we remember about them.

Obviously Tomatoes must have had many personal demons tormenting him. I'm sure he was not alone. Many among us have similar problems.

I would like to be able to prevent anyone else from falling victim to a similar tragedy. What can we as a bike community do?



soulonice
responding to a comment by Xray
02.19.11 - 10:52 am

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I miss tomatoes and all the hugs he warm heartily would pass out, when ever I crossed his path. Ride on tomatoes...



Debut213
02.19.11 - 2:01 pm

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Tomatoes died 1 year ago.
Rest in Peace



trickmilla
10.10.11 - 3:20 pm

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Hope to see you at Cribbage Club tomorrow night.



Rosiekins
responding to a comment by trickmilla
10.10.11 - 3:46 pm

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I still have some "tomato power" stickers left if anyone wants one.

Sad.




rev106
responding to a comment by Rosiekins
10.10.11 - 4:28 pm

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Hard to believe its been one year already



crossbones
10.10.11 - 4:36 pm

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My, how time flies.




July
10.10.11 - 5:05 pm

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aw man.. I was just talking about him when y'all were playing cribbage at city hall the other night..

He was the only person who ever took the time to try and teach me cribbage, and then he taught me again a different time when I still couldn't get it. I still don't get it.

RIP bud. :\



profoscurity
10.10.11 - 6:30 pm

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I miss you Tomatoes. Last time it hit me hard was when I was driving through Amboy, CA a couple of weeks ago and I remembered you were the surprise carpooler out to the 2nd R2RRRR poker ride, best special guest ever!!!



toweliesbong
responding to a comment by trickmilla
10.10.11 - 7:29 pm

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R.I.P.

http://locations.org/tomatoes/


Weary soul, please read.



TheDude
10.10.11 - 11:33 pm

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Goddamn. Tomatoes was the first person I ever injected drugs with - crystal meth back in '96, maybe very early '97. I probably would've gone down that path without him, but with him it was a lot faster. Took me 13 long, long years to clean up. I guess he never really did.

Let's say I last saw the guy in 1999 or 2000. I've briefly thought about him once every few years, but that's about it. I'm so sorry for the pain his passing caused to those who loved him.



dirks
09.19.12 - 7:08 am

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