Regrets...I've had a few

First things fucking last, I shot this photo of my boy Vince Discala at the new Black Diamond Skatepark in Philadelphia,(not the actual fun one at the old Vans Skatepark in NJ) otherwise known as The Iceline Club, aka X-Gaymes, aka Hoodcurd
I have a hotel and everything set up. So we can ride bikes, film burn a few during the day, not go to a bar to pull ladies smelling like Geno's Steaks. This is either going to be a great two week trip, or Adam Schnellenbach meets Hunter S. Thompson in a substance abuse contest. But I expect results both in print, photos, and hopefully a video edit by the end of the two weeks documenting everyones favorite city to hang and ride here in the States, Austin Texas will either swallow me whole and spit me back up to the Keystone State.


Or I get alot of bike riding done, pull some chicks, and eat at Chuy's everyday. Any of you dudes or anyone reading this who will be in the Austin area, or Arizona hell we're pretty close. I've love to get to AZ when its not summer like the last time I was in the desert, it was 112 degrees in Navaz's old right hand video man, Local Shredder of Standpoint/Jersey Riding Video Zine shit his pants whist we were searching for a fullpipe on the Salt River we had heard Joe Rich speaking of at an old ECT/FBM/Hell On Earth contest in Bigglestown Ny after the Etnies Forward premiere where our whole crew aside from Navazio, Tom White, and myself were the only ones out of 12 of us not to get arrested but got to ride the shit pool before realizing it wasn't worth the bust, took two runs each and peaced out. While everyone else got proper fucked as we saw the police arriving from the top of a hill overlooking Johnson City's finest Holiday Inn.

We then retreated to a near by Denny's and I ordered Homefries as not to draw attention as we had ditched the bikes in some bushes so not to get pulled over with 3 bikes on the rack and looking sketchy. Funny thing was Nate Hanson was in there eating alone, and Dave Fremiuth almost got arrested for riding the pool we rode as he walked his bike back into the hotel after the contest. I fell asleep watching ECD 2: Uncharted Territory while everyone else was in jail at the old FBM house. What does this pointless tale from the road teach anyone who just read it? That you are as bored as I happen to be. Expect more, "Tales From The Chevy Blazer Hood."
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My buddy also sent over this photo from a local skatepark that was a high school student project back in 1999, stoked on the Garret Byrnes rip off helmet I have on. Man times change.

Present:

Cheers again to Jimmy for being a beast trapped in a humans body.

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