how simple life can be

at my house, friday, all day. except for brunch. because that's scheduled. but after that...

well awh'll be dawg

issue 19 over at p22 came out April 27th... uh, they shred hard down in nc... that line at nc state was the shiiit

thought

this was cool.

success

i don't know if anybody officially documented the events of saturday night.. but, people came out, people saw, people heard, people partied and people left. naturally, the police showed up and told us not to have fun anymore, but we'll never stop... thank you to those who came out and had a good time, it was nice.





it's hot outside. but it feels good.

saturday

2203 floyd st.

patrick's blog has just about what i would write about the art show comin' up.. uh, be there.. have fun, look at some arts, dance yo shit and peace... show starts at 6! :)


enjoy.

yesterday

i rode my bike for quite sometime. during my ride i stopped over a bridge, where a train was coming toward me with the interstate on either side of the train. i decided to wait for it to come right underneath me. the conductor waved at me just before he went under the bridge, and gave a little toot. the inertia i felt from the train underneath me was enormous, it felt so awesome. plus all the cars going and coming looked cool as the train extended farther than i could see in both directions from the bridge i was on... last year i was up late working on some afo project and i was outside taking a break, i remember hearing a train off in the distance and decided that if or when i retire.. i should become a train conductor. the other day i wrote in my sketchbook to "just become a train conductor and end all your troubles & woes." i'd much rather drive a train than hop on one.



in a world of contested awkward chivalries
how can you tell the truth or lie?
when your living in a world of mystery
and nothing seems to be going right
what will save you from the falling of grace?

that's all i got, really.. it goes on and on and on and on and on one day at a time.
it feels good outside.

"earth day"

hmm.. concept birth... hmmm.





gravity rides everything.



just be human,
it's a natural
existence upon the
Earth.

fresca is a coca-cola product.

ti really wants to know what you know about that.. but, apparently he already knows all about it.

and, popills wants to know when issue 10 is gonna come out, heard about some raw dogs trying to get gnarly...


hopefully.




i always knew tilly and the wall took pictures of houses to put on postcards from italy? plus, vitamin c's taste good. drink milk. eat divinity, and crash on top of plush pillows.

p.s. i want a video part, even glenn brown wants people to suffer well.

deep elm blues

hard is weak/soft is strong.
waiting for my body to heal, clothes to dry, and life to tell me something i ain't heard in awhile..



happy huntings! :)

wish i knew where my rwb is!! aghckk



art show coming up!

gnar-dog

0_0

they're watching you..


But, seriously.. I opened a lot of space in my room by cleaning it. Pretty cool.
my hair won't grow fast enough.. gotta get it long again. Always fun, wish it grew faster.

rawr, let's go skateboarding.

darlin' your head's not right..

this is your brain on skateboarding



banana's are for tuesday's.. duh?

d o n o v a n p a r t

A-One, two. One, two, three.

There have been bad thing done
There have been some good one
And many people died
And many nations cried
And many babies came
As many died again
Yet always Man prevailed
Yeah though the Devil wailed

You know we're way out there
In some galaxy hair
With all this space around
We fight to keep our share.
With all our cruelty
And all our jealousy
We find it hard to give
To just live and let live
To live and let live

It's all in the Dance of Life my friend
It's all in the Song that never ends
It's all in the Dance of Life my friend
Following that Yellow Star
Following that Yellow Star
Following that Yellow Star
Following that Yellow Star

We think that we're so big
The truth we never, never twig
And if some Quasar gonna blow
I guess we'd never, never know
And long before that day
When we are burned away
Let us take time to smile
And swing a little while
Just a little while.

There have been many, many words
And just as many, many turds
It's all a kind of dream
And not quite what it seems
But when the talking's done
This Life of Death we're gonna shun
And turn our heart to Him
Hailé Sélassié
Whose Light will never, never dim

Whoa, oh, oh,
It's all in the Dance of Life my friend
It's all in the Song that never ends
It's all in the Dance of Life my friends
Following that Yellow Star

Following that Yellow Star
Following that Yellow Star
Following that Yellow Star
Following that Yellow Star
Following that Yellow Star.

p a s s i v e

a g g r e s s i v e


listen to immortal technique.

The blue unicorn that hopped the golden fry...

Right so, I figured that since I knew so much about the guy with one leg and a hairy tooth, I decided I'd let you guys in on the inside scoop. So the dude had this thingy by a river over there, and then when his horse died the car started, which meant he could get some corn for his cat that had lukemia. Then after his cat died, he was really blue, so he drank some Coke and felt better. His wife was having a cow when he decided he wanted some steak, so they never had any children, but his daughter-in-law was great. His ruby ring broke one morning and that was the day that a car hit a snail. When God came down to save it, he tripped and an earth quake occured in the middle of nowhere so it was marvy. After awhile people suspected the earth really was flat. The Power Rangers came back and cought some Pokémon, then that one little yellow piece of paper fell. The next day, the paper clip turned to the staple and said, "Ouch". The man never felt so horrible, he was rich, happy and had a great family. In church one sunday, a turtle killed himself by swinging like tarzan from a dangling electric cord, after this the man was really sad, and paid homage to the turtle by killing the church congregation. That was when the man also started to fast. He didn't even eat dirt for days on end, then one day he went to McDonalds and ate the whole menu. His wife died and he said it was pleasant not having her around anymore, even though she never really cheated on him, he was sent to prison for a day where he was butt raped by a small asian man. When he got home he was feeling quite refreshed and decided to eat a snickers. He dreamed about the time he saw the blue unicorn that hopped the golden fry that he earned as a high scoring player in a tetris tournament, he won that when the parapalegic gave way and croaked way up in Alaska. He woke up floating in his room, then after that he fell off this river that ran from under his house to panama. There near after a car sank in it. When he was done shaving he accidently growled and barked at a squirrel in the mirror. Thank you for wanting to know the story, now that you know it, tell everyone about that yellow bug that smashed into the bowl with that green stuff.


eat at aunt sarah's

theory of everything

although i don't know what they're band stands for.. they're sick. and i'm into that

where's the air?

don't you care?



i keep forgetting a post i was gonna post. it was such a good idea at the time., ohhhh i remember. check it out, i'll get it up here later. until now you'll have to read this dream i had last night.

I was sitting in a field someplace with a couch, coffee table, and a TV on a stand, when all of the sudden some old woman came walking by with other people and then she threw up a few steps after passing. I was terribly upset and walked away, upwards toward a fence and chucked. My roommate Tim came out of nowhere and asked me if I was okay, and laughing I told him my throw up was by the fence. I don't remember seeing him in my dream again. Then, the next thing I can really remember is I was hanging out with an old friend named Sarah, and there was this ship that was sinking, and we had equipment to get that was in it but if we traveled down to the ship to get the info it'd kill us, so we skipped out on that and went back to my house, where all we could do was be awkward.. but before that we were trying to get into this building on Broad St. I think, and there were a ton of people but we couldn't get in for some reason. But when we were at my house everything was funny, and then I remembered I had to go to Italy and I woke up

then i played fatlip, today's your day.

listen to pressure chief

i'm

supposed to post something relevant, i knew that there was something. perhaps laterori?

the kettle sings it's tortured songs...

ouch..
my ribs hurt, apparently metal is stronger than bone.
who'duh-thunk

jay parker:


prismacolor:


self-portrait '08:

probably

a new deck and some more pictures of my window.. so long, J-BODY.. looks like i'll need to get another deck from ambush boarding co., but til then i'll skate an old popwar deck i guess. crap. blankdecks.com has some deals, i hear

check it out..



we were driving..


desolatree...

i need

something.




what could it be?