Thursday, August 25, 2005


On Sunday I took a color printing class. After some initial trouble, I got one print out of the experiance. Big thanks to Dave Potes for getting me to go, it was a great time.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005


Repper of the Year Greer at the Convention diner. The last time the trophy was see publicly. It's closing up on the half year mark til the next Convention. Return the trophy now.

Style Soldier

Photo of Matt Rodriguez by Jef Landi (maybe?) If anyone knows, please let me know. Nothing worse than fucking up a photo credit.

Style is how you do something, how your version of it or personal touch is perceived by others. Matt Rodriguez is one of the few that look amazing even when pushing down the street. For examples go watch the new I-Path promo DVD, his part is fuckin' awesome!

Monday, August 22, 2005


I've been skating for about 15 years now. That's over half my life.

Monday, August 15, 2005

+ is positive, - is negative

A sign in Chinatown, SF 2004.

Jesse and Fish, two good friends and kickass artistss. Jesse has a show coming up with David Lynch among others.

Friday, August 12, 2005

The Believer

"The Believer" not a song name or poem by famous poet or by a person of high scholarship, or the title of Jesus' new hit autobiography, it's what's written on the inside matchbook that was left at my house. Go figure.

Sorry this isn't more entertaining. Maybe something will happen.

Oh, I got some new photos coming soon. And I've done some work on my web site stuff, but I still haven't decided on a name.

Wow, this is lame. I think I'm going to stop bloggin for a while. Or just put up photos. The whole text thing is kind of beyond me.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Less than a blink

Not much worse than trying to think of something meaningful and pithy and end up coming off like a pseudo-intellectual jerk.

Atlas took his heavy burden off to rest his weary shoulders. The world stopped and wondered what would happen next. Nothing happened. After an hour he got back up and put the world back on his shoulders. The old gods are dead, time to make up new ones.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005


Um, so... Not much is different. Except I don't update this the way one is supposed to. Like everyday or something. Sorry. I don't have much gumption when it concerns these things.

Here is me being a ham for the camera. Those are the fine asses of Kelly Tunstall and Ert O'Hara.