It makes me nervous. I know he has a little power and is clutch, but those are big shoes. Big shoes. Whew, let’s do it. I got your back Jerry.

Bulky wallets have always been a pet peeve of mine. I am pretty sure my back is jacked from sitting lopsided all of my life. I was actually having issues with my knees last year. I just thought I was getting old (which I am) and they were giving out on me. Turned out it was all the baggage I carry around in my pockets. Keys, phone, wallet, and whatever other miscellaneous crap I have. I have been on the hunt for cheap, practical, stylish wallet that I could carry around in my front pocket. And I found one that was near perfect. This tiny black leather coin purse fits my cards, cash, change, AND… my keys! I now have one less thing in my pocket. I rock it in the front and now my knee don’t bother me. I don’t like having a bunch of shit in my pocket. The idea of carrying around a phone, a camera, and an ipod around is mind boggling. I refuse. But put them together in one… and you got your self a nice little sandwich meal. Efficiency. Change 09′.

On the weekends I like to wake up early and skate. Dawn patrol. It’s much cooler, and there are less people around. My neighborhood is pretty mellow, but this morning I saw two crack heads in a tiff. One dude was on on a bike and seemed pretty upset. The other dude ran into the middle of the street, as to stop oncoming traffic. Pretty smart. In the few occasions when I’ve been jacked I have always ran into the middle of the street in hopes of someone stopping or helping. If anything you disrupt their path, and in the process you disrupt the attacker. Some random guy with a plate of sausage links was walking by and without deterring from shouting the crack head on the bike swiped a sausage off the dude’s plate. He chomped on it while still yelling. The dude with the plate looked at the guy, then down at his plate, then proceeded to walk with his head down. Hah, dude looked sooo bummed. I felt for him. We were both puzzled.

Spring is on its way. Hope you like surprises and reasonably priced quality goods. I know I do. tee-hee!

When I first moved to New York I worked at a video store on Ave A. Everybody that worked there was a piece of work especially this ex-runway model dude named Chris. He was a scumbag, but I charming scumbag. Always telling me he quit modeling cause his bands were getting signed or something. Anyway, he would always get me to go to his gigs. This one time Harold Hunter showed up to his gig. Chris had known him for a long time and the two were ecstatic to see each other. I never seen Chris act that way ever. I saw a lot of celebs out there, but seeing Harold bugged me out. The dude from all my favorite east coast skate videos and the movie kids basically doing the same shit. Harold kept yelling “Rip shit up! Rip shit up!”. Chris’ band was whack. Harold was the only dude standing front and center loving every second of it. You could tell the dude just had mad love and energy. A few days later he passed. Seemed like the whole East Village was in mourning. Chris came into work a mess. It was a real bizarre time. There is no point to this Harold story. I loved his skateboarding and personality. I never knew him. I just seen him in person one time and he seemed special. He obvious touched a lot of people. You know that little blurb about Harold in Billy Rohan’s Epicly Later’d? Where Billy was getting psycho, and Harold told him fuck what everyone else thinks. Seemed like that happened a lot. He was just down for people like that. And that is awesome. RIP

lifted from http://theenterpriseparty.com/

From Ross Jackson:

”Don’t tell anybody. And for christs sake dont tell anyone I told you, but bonnie prince billy is having a show THIS WEDNESDAY at mercury bar. Show will actually start at 8pm… WHICH MEANS THAT YOU SHOULD START GETTING THEIR AT 6PM IF YOU WANT TO SEE THE SHOW AT ALL…

There will be a nominal charge at the door. Which will become more substantive as the bar gets more crowded. DO NOT BE LATE OR YOU
MAY MISS THE SHOW… “

As an art school douche, this is one of the redemptive things I find about current state of the art community. You can have something really valuable that everyone is hyped on and it can’t hold a candle to what a 6 year old can do in 3 min. Genius.

Golden Ticket recipients that didn’t piss off Wonka.