Wednesday, October 31, 2007


One time on halloween my friend was a little drunk and couldn't think of a costume but he had three rolls of duct tape and used them all covering his whole body. He couldn't really move and I wondered how he'd go to the bathroom but seeing that silver guying walking all stiff was pretty funny.
Billy Rohan always dresses up as a ninja and skates New York, I think you could even YouTube it, and that's probably as good as it gets too. (As far as skate YouTube's go I've also been feeling the Mark Baines "Waiting for the World" part pretty hard lately.)
Then you got the Kleenex fairy.
Don't be a Halloween pooper, all you have to do is squirt fake blood on gauze and that's considered a costume.
OH AND ALSO! I read last night on the 6 train, that in (I believe) Manchester a guy had gone to a halloween party and had fake blood all over him. Afterward he got on the train all drunk and passed out on his way home. A bunch of straphangers had thought he'd gotten stabbed and was dead so the train stopped and they called the police. Only to find he awoke wanting to eat an Irish Breakfast. I can only dream tonight gets that good!

Monday, October 29, 2007


A couple quotations from an interview I did with Brother Columba. I didn't want to put the whole thing up because it was too long.

THANKYOUNYC: I could see it feeling really great to help someone through a hard period of their life who doesn’t have the means to help him or herself. However it would be frustrating to see someone down in the dumps and not want any help.
BC: You meet that most often with drug cases. Someone really has to wake up and snap out of it and want to change. We’re here to help, the person being helped has to want to take advantage of that and use it as a step in the right direction. There’s this guy that sleeps every night on our steps and it’s way below freezing, we’ve tried to help him and he just won’t go into the shelter. The fact that there’s nothing I can do to help this guy, it’s super frustrating, I’ve tried to talk to him and he’s on crack just self-destructing because literally any one of these nights he could just freeze to death.
THANKYOUNYC: Right, it’s hard to be outside for more than 45 minutes when the temperature is below twenty degree’s, and the wind makes it so much more unbearable. I can’t imagine sleeping in the weather.
BC: We go a couple of times a month between this friary and the Bronx on a midnight run to find people sleeping in the streets. I mean, it’s absolutely freezing and some of these people are out there with no shoes and a thin little blanket. New York has pretty good methods of assistance, if the people want to be helped.

THANKYOUNYC: What kinds of questions do kids ask you?
BC: The first thing kids ask about is the beard; St. Francis had a beard in order to be internally and externally like Christ. Same thing with the robe, people see us and whether they know anything about us at all they know it probably has something to do with God. I went through hell in high school because I was so vain and confused about the way I looked. If you’re a beautiful person it’s in your soul.
THANKYOUNYC: I think a lot of children would be confused about taking a vow of chastity.
BC: Well yeah, that tends to be the biggie. I’ve made a vow of poverty, chastity, and obedience. I tell kids that and five minutes later you see it hit their head, “Does that mean your never gonna have sex?” For me discerning it was the hardest part. I’m never gonna have kids, never gonna get married and have that one-on-one intimacy with a partner for life. That’s gonna be more of an issue when I get older and have even more desire for a family.

Friday, October 26, 2007


All that kid wants is one ticket to get into the show. I snapped this in Chicago, end of December.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

They say my lip gloss is poppin, my lip gloss is cool.

Everything about this girl makes me feel good inside. The Mets hipsack, that red scarf on a nice warm day. Whatever the hell that shirt is doing it's perfection. She's so focused she may as well be thinking about her family tree and how she can better it's future generations by say, maybe, marrying a nice young Polish man growing up in the world today; just to shake things up with her father. And her left hand gesture is still like, "Oh, Word?!"

Wednesday, October 24, 2007


Dardy and I walking towards Greenpoint 10 am. Check that plume of smoke in the background and the traffic jam ensuing in that direction. A strange morning indeed.

One time, not sure from where I remember, but I heard Reas quoted as saying, "I love fat girls and it's known worldwide." Girls with a little pudge have been looking really good lately, dont you agree?

A couple prides of Chicago. Kanye's new record does have some bangers but I'm not so sure about that Coldplay guy talking about Lake Michigan, it makes me feel a bit uncomfortable for some reason.

Funnily enough this photo was taken in Detroit.

One time I was skating at Union Square, wearing a long sleeve, a hooded sweatshirt and a winter hat and then Rob Campbell comes out of nowhere shirtless and sweating. It was about 37 degrees and I felt like half a man.


Some more Colombia. The stands almost collapsed they were so rickety, An army of men with machine guns check you on your way in, people pass you a sweet Colombian liquor thats like syrup, and you pee underneath the stands hoping it doesn't collapse mid-pee.
Standing on a bull.

Being dragged by a bull.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007


Jackson riding as fast as possible to ride up the elevator, grind across the whole thing, and then ollie across to the next elevator up.

Monday, October 22, 2007





(In the next lifetime that little fucking Bif is going to be washing my car, but first I gotta hit my head on the toilet and develop the Flux Capaciter.)

Saturday, October 20, 2007


I will guarantee this is one of the ten best guitar players in the world. So ahead of his time, it's like Michael J. Fox in "Back to the Future." If Buckethead was a C-, Breandan is an A+

Sexually Coincidental

Friday, October 19, 2007


1) Jaskey told me he had never done a feeble grind on a ledge and had always wanted to learn one, so I was kind of scratching my head when he landed about twenty of them in a row, I think he even landed the first one he tried.
2) The Beast made him feel like he was at the Drake hotel and adequately dressed his soup for a king, and that is very unusual in itself.
3) When I got a Mr. Softee chocolate cone it tasted like chemical (three strikes your out Mr. Softee!!!) So when I asked for a new vanilla cone, the ice cream man just said "back up," then Mike Jordan'd my scoop into the air thus not wasted a cone, and Jaskey let out a goofy little burst of laughter. And, this happened on Roosevelt Island, possibly the strangest place anywhere near New York.
4) When we got a summons because of Puleo, we were riding away and Jaskey just laughed and said, "Man, I love that guy, I honestly think he doesn't care about anything." (Possibly not the most accurate quote but something along those lines.)
(( In a nut shell these cops told us to leave for skating because we didn't have a permit, so Puleo says, "Ok how do I get one?" Then the cop says "You go to City Hall, but they aren't going to give you one," and then he said, "Well, then why did you ask me if I had one?"))
5) I was laughing to myself while writing number 4.
6) I had just bought this perfectly new table and then jaskey doodled on it all night like it was his while making a one time trip to Valerie-loves-me land.

Thursday, October 18, 2007


I was just sitting here thinking how amazing it is that none of these girls got shoes and they are cooking up a stew, looking at the first photo I noticed some creepy guy in the background. However, keep in mind there is a creek in between them. So he must have been pulling some spy action.


At the time that I witnessed this, and still today some weeks later, I'm still completely mesmerized by these three Pocahontas girls cooking up a stew over a home-made fire down by the creek. We were walking down a mountain trail in the middle of nowhere and stumbled upon this. Once I took out my camera and took a couple pics they became completely shy.
I'm still pissed I didn't have the balls to get closer in and offer them some peso's for a better shot but we happened to be in a huge hurry down the trail, we'd lost a kid and were an hour late checking out of the hotel, amongst other angst ridden stressballers.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007


just doing a little wallride these days does amount for squat.

These days to really strike a chord you gotta come to the spot completely dipped in a Lakai wallpaper hoody and matching flair hat, then get magical on the jersey barrier with a razor. Otherwise your just wasting everybody's precious time.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007


When a beer tastes good you'll make any excuse to drink one. So last night with the whole world waiting for the youtube super8 launch, and it fully loaded, I took it upon myself to overindulge and have a Young Philosopher photoshoot.
Shirt modelled by the Lovely Lourdes. Sweatshirt modelled by Dardy and the Beebops.

Beast took it upon himself to make a beer run and a rock took it upon itself to get stuck in his wheel while flying down a hill. A little glass to the palm never killed anybody.

Monday, October 15, 2007


Do to the fact my technological skills aren't really on par, you have to cut and paste this, enjoy! :

monday morning.

I basically gave up trying to take boring pictures. I want every one of my pictures from here on out to look like a Juicy Fruit commercial from '88.

The concept for their business name and phone number is second-to-none.

Saturday, October 13, 2007


You know when you see the evening news and they do a story on some kid abducted by a guy impersonating a police officer. Well I somehow managed to get a photo of the abduction-in-progress.

Friday, October 12, 2007


Yet Again, Jackson gets some love on the site. He's lucky I gave him another go at it, last time I talked to him on the phone he tried to make me feel like I was three and in a super derogitory/mocking way says, "Whatever you say or think the Guardian Angels are not cool!" OUCH, a little jab to the ribs.
I had to take a slight break from the Colombia pictures, for your sanity and my laziness.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Tuesday, October 9, 2007


A few months ago I posted a picture of a Queens dog eating a Snickers bar. Here you see a random Colombian mutt getting down on a freshly buttered piece of corn with some salt. I tried to give this dog one of my American Snickers but he just looked up at me and laughed.

Here the same mutt can be seen going kernel by kernel all the way down, a pro.

R. KELLY VS. PHIL COLLINS, who will throw the first blow?

You know when your eight years old and your friend (who you never see again after the age of eleven; but dont know it yet) has an older brother named Bobby, and they show you a radical spot where you can ride a Haro Master or Redline or Mongoose or Dyno down and do all these dirt bump jumps and you have the whole mud patch to yourself?
Well, all this kid had to do was ride his bike down to the main square in some small Colombian town we stopped at to get handmade lambs wool blankets for the equivalent of fifteen dollars.

And she snuggles up to her favorite little plant.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

stealing chickens, getting shot

Probably my favorite human being in the world beside family and friends.
Would you mess with a gentleman who killed a couple guys stealing chickens? Colombian men can still hit a penny from 500 feet away before a morning tea and don't leave their farm for two weeks in a row.
The days are hot but not humid and the nights become frigid through the wooden cracked roof but complainers get derogatory gringo remarks and you don't know what they are saying. All I could do was keep eating and puke on a rain slicked road in front of passerby's. But shh, don't tell anyone or they'll find out some cow hoof gelatinous soup that brewed for a whole day was wasted.
All in the order of impressing this man who kept pushing more and more food onto my plate until finally I stood up and my chest, not my stomach, was pushing out.


This kid was a coal miner at a ripe young age. Then the Colombian government pulled him out and said the conditions were unsafe. They re-assigned him to ornament detail.

Friday, October 5, 2007

They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn.

A couple midgets broke out of jail and attacked me. This photo was taken right as I climbed a fence they had no chance on. They shook the fence as hard as they could but I had a good grip, I yelled "Adios El Guapo's," let out a big laugh and ran down the countryside for the nearest cow hoof soup.

People here play video games all day, In Colombia you swig a bottle of Aguardiente and roll down a hill through all the dandelions.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Some new photo's on the way.

I'll be posting some Colombia photo's over the next couple days so stay tuned.