if you leave, don't look back...

yet another run in with the police.  seriously... fuck fuck fuck fuck cops.

another installment of "5 reasons why i hate james vandal" by tony the bastard.
hekka shit to come.
till we meet again,



im busy as fuck right now, but i got a bunch of new juicy shit so stay tuned.
till we meet again... which will be soon.


fuck yes.

RIP old bike, sorry for killing you.... this ones for you summer friend.

till we meet again,
-ol' dirty

so have a good time, the sun can't shine everyday...

friday was my lady boss' felicia birf-day party, i couldn't make it to the bbq and waited for the crew to arrive at bar i... they never show'd, heard danger had a streak of bad luck just like i and ran his bike into a parked car.... glad im not the only one... happy belated felicia, buy ya a drink in van city.

if mart was a popsicle he'd look like this.
checked out the q-bert show...

look ma, no laptops.

caught a hang over meal with lee-b0t and mart at the zeller's diner,
awesome milkshakes and 4 outta 10 clubhouse's.

now everyone can see what ben looks like naked.


matts leaving soon, and i retire the 514 in oct. ezma's showing the apt. so i had to kill the quote wall.  RIP hilarious times.

new shredder. fixed gear. time to learn to skid.

ya ya ya, 
till we meet again.


nothing like the grain...

shot a few flicks recently, cross processed slide film. kinda hacky, but i like how fucked the colours come out.

neato sons and daughters.
till we meet again.
ol' dirty



a very blurry 3 days... the most fun and i managed to stay out of cuffs.

the most living.
thanks for the fun sweet bros.
till we meet again...