We are the road crew

More from the 2009 vaults. Refueling after a day skating in Point Loma with a healthy posse.

Edgar!!!!

Clairmont ramp

This ramp is buttah. Matty and Casey handled the extension while the rest of us just kick-turned on it. Yo Jenki when can I skate it again?

**Note to self: Compose shots better

Daygo Dawgs

2/28/11 was a fun Monday of schralpage, talkative hobos and hella Chadwick bangers! Here are the scanned 35mm negatives I shot at the DIY bridge spot. Them Daygo dawgs are some hard mothaphuckkaz.

HEMPY!!!

Shannon is a brilliant artist and a total fox. Hempy is proof of her brilliance. Hempy is going to make us rich beyond our wildest dreams some day. He's the perfect marketing tool, mascot, action figure and deity all in one. In the future there will be Hempy plush toys, cartoon series and soft drinks but Hempy ain't no sell out! Hempy ain't no scummy bro pot leaf either, he cannot stand Monster drank and thinks Famous Star Apparel is tacky. He's worldly, well mannered and likes teaching impoverished children to read. Hempy is our savior, here to remind the world that smoking marijuana is fun but doesn't make you cool. Hempy however, is very cool and dedicating yr life to his teachings will make you cool by association.

ALL PRAISE THE NEW MESSIAH

Big Willy's backyard destruction

This was back in 2009, skating the Mairena's backyard. Will sure was feelin' the rail that night. I don't remember his official trick list but he did pretty much every backside trick he could do, all within a few tries of each other. I filmed the back smith as seen in the Keep It Real-tage on youtube. Jenki filmed some other madness that might appear in his Chupacabra vid someday. Will tre flipped the stairs after he landed his first ever hurricane just cuz. Dude's a ripper!

I have large testicles.

Went to the Doctor for my twice-a-decade check up. Doc was running late so I spent an hour alone in a little room getting agitated about being there instead of hanging with my babe who had gotten outta class early.
I'd lurked all the outdated magazines and read all the junk on the walls so I started making paper airplanes out of hospital pamphlets. My goal was to fly them into the ceiling vents. I failed but left the remnants scattered about in an act of defiance. Sorry janitors, I truly was that bored.
Doc finally arrives, apologizes for the delay and my physical commences. Upon inspecting my junk the doc asks "Are yr testicles normally this large?" Yup I respond, "They seem normal"? I ask. Doc tells me they are larger-than-normal but appear fine. Dude, larger-than-normal nads confirmed by a professional! I have massive junk(well, massive balls at least). I'm damn near God-like!
More importantly, none of my gross moles or the splotchy red thing on my arm appear cancerous. Phew