RANDOMS ON THE STORM

If the Guardian Angels see you coming they will fuck you up! I bumped into them looking like a gang wearing gloves, berets, and a mean mug with keen eyes for those who attempt to steal an old lady's bag. They handed me a pamphlet that reads in bold type, " We offer assistance and protection to any members of the public and we will not hesitate to physically protect victims of crime. We started in 1979 in the Bronx with 13 young men and are now counting over 5000 members in 7 countries worldwide!!!"
I kind of want to join, anyone can join. Just because it would be so crazy to get a call at 5 am like, "Yo Naughton, let's do this, meet me at 125th and lets go find some creeps!"
It's basically a good gang.

This asian girl couldn't speak a lick of English and she walked up to me taking this flick and said we should call the police. Now I seriously feel bad that I just acted like I couldn't understand her and walked away. Man, I am a jerk.

EVEN GODZILLA BUM MADE AN ACHY NOISE WHEN HE TOSSED A GARBAGE CAN.

All joking aside, Luke was trying backside flips over this can and his board shot out underneath a bench and this big dude with a bloody bandaged arm got up and said something to the effect of, "See what happens if that happens again, just see." So Luke walks past me and says "Yeah, that guy just told me to see what happens if my board goes near him again."
He rode away and I set up to take another picture, I'm all set up, I'm basically laying down on the ground with the can in focus when all of a sudden Godzilla Bum comes into my viewfinder and picks up the can over his head. Since I was two feet away from him I moved my camera to my side and kind of turned because I thought he was going to chuck the green can at my head, which could in all seriousness cause some bit of damage to the skull. But he just did this amazing Godzilla Bumtoss that could only occur if you just drank Malt liquor and took a nap.
I'm still so pissed at myself for not getting a picture of the can raised over the head, or at least the toss, but I was fearing for my cranium at the moment. We just left and laughed about it for a good hour.

A nice little wallride nollie out to ride away regular at the hospital spot on 2nd Ave.

DAYSLEEPER

The newest Nike ad, "Life's too short, unlace and relax."

I felt bad about taking another photo while the guy walked past me but soon realized he was sleepwalking and couldn't possibly be affected.

SERIOUS WORKOUT.

TIE YOUR DOGS UP AND DO FIFTY PULLUPS.

J.ust A.nother C.hicago K.id

MON

Maps to the skaters homes.

The best James Brown impersonator to the float down the river.

ALBIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS.

I had to make a small joke about the kicks.

A little back lipper stall to drop in at the death spot

Just seconds before Albin tried a double set in Chinatown with a zipzinger. What's wrong with that kid?

EASING THE BURDEN OF CARRYING

I mean, why would you pick up the box and carry it when you can just strap some old bathing suit to it and drag it down the street?

Accident Report II

So anyway. I found out the guy driving the car died. He had a heart attack.

ACCIDENT REPORT

Two passengers, a man driving and a woman on the right. The rescue teams had to cut both doors off to get them out of the car and into an ambulance. It was a pretty disturbing scene.

a midsummers nights dream.

You gotta hand it to the Post for being smart enough to make a 756 out of syringes.

winning a camera sounds nice.

If anyone reading this has a spare moment. I have a photo on www.sharetheair.net for this months themed "RAD." If I win I recieve a little digi camera. If you're at the site you mine as well give me a four star rating, it would surely help.

TWARDY SENT ME.

So I was at this beach and asked a lifeguard what was good at the concession stands and he starts going off about how everything was amazing, he told me to tell them that "Twardy sent me."
When I went up for some food I said, "Yeah, so, Twardy sent me," and they looked all baffled and took five dollars off my twelve dollar order. Then I went back a week later and Eric Twardy recognizes Scott Bourne and freaked out. But not as much as me when I watched his youtube. Amazing!

Nobody would ever be able to predict what someone is thinking about at any given moment but I could swear Bourne is praying for all the fat people of the world.

the summer ain't no bummer.

lil' dardy and the beebops

Dardy gave me a rundown on his whole philosophy on why the Fan Club shirt would work for meeting a girl, "They see Phil looking the other way and don't realize your looking at them."
A perfect response/true genius.

TIP TOP SHAPE...

In case you missed Rufus Birthday party last Saturday night. DO NOT miss Junior's birthday party tomorrow featuring MC and DJ Chuckie Baby aka Mama's Baby Boy.
There will surely be some photo's next week of the action, I'm treating it like a job.
Franklin is in Brooklyn, in case you were wondering.

T-SHIRTS ...................................

So I just made these new shirts today. If you want one of these shirts EMAIL ME!!! jimmy@thankyounyc.com
FAKERS



PHIL COLLINS FAN CLUB. This picture is blurry as all hell but the print looks pretty fresh.

LIVING A CLAM SHELL LIFE, WHEN OYSTERS WANT TO PICK YOU UP.

I have a friend that is 29 and he's never been to the ocean in his life; the horror. Even when I said I'd pick him up at his house he sounded very disinterested.
I wonder if my little shell postage will ever make it's way.

BROTHER COLUMBA

I managed to get an interview with a monk, going by the name of Brother Columba. I was teetering on the possibility of pasting the whole interview onto the bloggy thing but realized there was no chance anyone would read the whole thing anyway. So I'll save it for later.
The quintessential monk with a cross in the background.

As if I wasn't lazy enough to clean off the lens of my camera with the bottom right hand corner of my sweaty shirt, I also opted to act absolutely fat and not even have enough time to photoshop anything.
This photo was taken after a large meal with all the monks of the house gathered in the dining room and me feeling a wee bit awkward because everyone was listening to what I was saying, and I had the slight feeling they might not agree with a lot I said. So I had to mentally edit everything one second before it came out of my mouth.
I did enjoy the fact that Brother Columba was like, "Alright, put the camera down and help with the dishes." It's hard to find convincingly stern.

I also shot a bunch of digital, but as usual hated the way all of it looked, so it will disappear forever.