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Joe and Jonz' Bogus Journey

2009-10-07T13:08:00.001-07:00

or Beer and Loafing in Coney Island. After showing up an hour and a half late (which is still 15 minutes early in "Joe Time"), Joe saw an old friend in a parking lot were driving trough. In typical Joe fashion, he proceeded to have an hour long "lets catch up now even though we are totally facebook friends" conversation. Finally after picking up his Nana Chicky (whom I don't know yet), he tells me he has to sleep in the back for awhile because he is too tired to drive. Bastard. I allowed this to go on until Richmond. By then Nana Chicky and I were already BFFs. I decided to wake Joe up the only way I could think of.

If this really were a bogus journey, I guess Nana Chicky would be Rufus. I can't figure out why I am still single.

After the Jersey shore we headed straight into Philly. There aren't any photos, but trust me it was legit. Chad, Asian girls, Scraping Foetus Off the Wheel, Blastronauts, Fishtown, Rocket Cats, the whole nine. We even took the under the El tour. Please do yourself a favor and do the same. It truly is a different world down there.

Pulling into the city.
This Guy.
I kept my eyes out for a Coney Island Whitefish. No sitings.
Looking back, I think Marty had a master plan for us the whole time.
tourist
Wake up Joe. You are about to ride a roller coaster for the first time in your life.
I had to crop a turd out of this photo to protect the integrity of it's subject. Sulady.
Hells yeah.
Accommodations provided by Lisk Manor.

Naturally a history lesson.
Spent the night at Bruno's. Hella cool.

BIG WINNERS CLUB.

Somewhere there is a lucky lady.

2009-09-28T16:53:00.001-07:00

Tarred Heels.

2009-09-24T14:18:00.000-07:00

Super limited edition collabo. 1 of 1 of a pair of 2.
VANSxIOMIxENDLESSGRINDx>UKRUxNORTHCAROLINAxJORDAN-NIKE

The truth is out there.

2009-09-20T08:15:00.001-07:00

Punk Rock

2009-09-19T18:00:00.000-07:00

Not rain, not shine
Nor chain or sign
shall keep a boy from climbing a rock.

Fight fire with firewire.

2009-09-19T10:22:00.001-07:00

The audio from this video has been deleted by the man. Deleted with good reason, might I add. The song in question was Fight fire with fire by Metallica. If the internet police had allowed us all to watch this video (with said audio) without Lars' hired consent, he may not be able to make a living as an artist. He may not even be able to afford a new Basquiat. Bummer Lars. Bummer.

2009-09-17T17:37:00.001-07:00

When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like that: "Have ya paid your dues, Jack?" "Yessir, the check is in the mail." - Jack Burton 1986, Big Trouble in Little China

2009-09-16T16:38:00.001-07:00

Candace's mind reading technique in very unorthodox.

RGBMar

2009-09-14T18:09:00.001-07:00

T-shirts available in white/medium only.

2009-09-13T20:23:00.000-07:00

$54.00

2009-09-09T17:32:00.000-07:00

Dinosaur Feet. Tupelo, Mississippi

You're Ugly and Your Momma Dresses You Funny.

2009-09-08T20:15:00.000-07:00

WOW! Who is the retarded kid playing shortstop? It was so nice of the coach to let him get in some game play. And his mother should be so proud of him for dressing himself today. He should be proud of himself too!!! Putting on the clothes he loves the most with complete disregard for any kind of fashion faux pas. Sure, those Washington Redskins wool socks might not have been the best match for the size smedium Jams. And maybe the pinned striped New York Yankees hat that he scored at the gas station on the way here doesn't really help his bootleg Panama Jack button up. But it doesn't matter....... HE IS RETARDED!!!! Right?

Me Circa 1986

What can I say?

2009-09-07T20:07:00.000-07:00

I hope this guy's next wedding is as fun as his first one was.

2009-09-06T17:38:00.000-07:00

Sprinkles 2000

Thrift Shop 49er

2009-09-05T17:14:00.000-07:00

In my infinite search for the ultimate thrift shop gem, I sometimes run across nuggets of noteworthy value, that just aren't purchase worthy. This is when the camera phone becomes invaluable. In this example, we have a very limited edition Special Guest t-shirt found in a Goodwill. It must suck to know that you care enough to give a select few friends a piece of your shameless self promotion, only to find out that it now hangs on a rack in a thrift shop priced at $2.99. Bummer Joe.

KILL MO

2009-07-15T05:42:00.000-07:00

This is probably one of the only things I have made in recent memory that I actually like. It is a board concept for Mike Mo celebrating his victory at the first BATB.

Joe and Jonz' Excellent Adventure

2009-06-18T15:27:00.000-07:00

Or Planes, Trains and Ice Cream Trucks.

This weekend was so epic (in the literal sense, not the bro sense) I could only sum it up with a list. Forgive me.

Gas Mask Honeys.
Champagne in the face.
Fist-a-cuffs.
African cabbies.
Popeye's.
Sleep.
Sunny/Rainy.
Carol Duong!!!!
sleep/shower/history session.
Distort kills it.
Art Art Art
Bug out at a freak show.
Fell in love with a clown.............
Yoga mat 20 degrees.
Breakfast.
Skate on the oldest street in America.
Art Art Art
Obama Fever.
CHAD!!!!
The Cure.
The Dolphin/The Pen and Pad/WaWa session.
Chad's muscle mags.
Sleep.
20 Dollars Ice Cream Truck ride. (Ice Cream included)
Ben Kenobi to the rescue.

I have no one to blaim but myself.

2009-06-16T07:03:00.000-07:00

I currently weigh the most I have ever weighed. I keep reminding myself that muscle weighs more than fat. But the fact of the matter is that doughnuts and coffee weigh more than green tea and rice cakes.

See them dogs peeing?

2009-05-16T11:18:00.000-07:00

Curly Fry Lloyd tears it up on a grom axe.

Ruengring Rager

2009-05-16T08:18:00.000-07:00

I have finally set a 5 year plan for myself.

2009-05-11T18:27:00.000-07:00

It looks something like this.

Never Scared

2009-04-18T18:46:00.000-07:00

I can't explain the sadistic pleasure I feel when I see someone get scared. I think it has something to do with the face they make. At any rate, I can laugh about a good scare months later, alone, and just thinking about it. It truly is the funniest thing in the world. Here is a decent scare of Kyle from many years ago. The video turned out a little weird. Sorry Kyle. Love you man.

Dork tricks

2009-02-15T16:06:00.000-08:00

In certain social circles I am considered a square.

XOXOXO

2009-02-14T17:28:00.000-08:00

Happy V-Day.

Horror Biz

2009-02-13T13:31:00.000-08:00

I can safely say that I have had way more misfortune on Christmas Day than on any Friday the 13th. Not to mention that slasher films are about as useless as superstition itself. So I guess the point I am trying to make is that we empower whatever it is we choose to believe in. There is nothing there in the dark that isn't there in the light. Now go break you mirror with a black cat.

English Breakfast

2009-02-12T12:31:00.000-08:00

Sometimes jokes can go wrong. Other times they can go way wrong. If you pay close attention to this clip you will see that this was one of the other times. But don't worry, everyone was still friends within minutes.

Duffel bag to hold $500,000+

2009-02-11T16:52:00.000-08:00

In my countless hours of wandering through the internet like a homeless person roams the streets, I sometimes find a gem. This one was a Wanted ad posted on Craigslist.org:

Just like it says im looking for a duffel bag or large luggage that can hold $500,000 or more in twenties it takes up a lot more space than you would think it should be able to support 100 pounds or more preferably with a lock for more info email hxcdance4jesus@yahoo.com im willing to pay up to $100

Walking the lines.

2009-02-10T07:04:00.000-08:00

I started walking on train tracks around the age 9. It has brought me to some interesting places. And shown me some bizarre things. Sometimes they are grotesque.
Other times they are quite beautiful. It is when the lines between grotesque and beautiful become blurred that I know I have seen something special.

Nemo

2009-02-06T15:47:00.000-08:00

Ujamaa!

2009-02-05T21:03:00.000-08:00

This is the shirt I designed for my friend Nick's Boardshop. I am pretty sure he liked it. I am absolutely sure he is not going to have it printed. It could be that I wrote "boardshop" when actually his shop is called "Ujamaa Boardhouse". Sorry Nick. Or it may be that he doesn't expect it to sell that well in a Rasta-based skateshop. I guess I am going to have to open my own shop if I want my face on a shirt.

Poetic Justice System

2009-02-04T17:15:00.000-08:00

This is a letter Eric wrote from inside the clink. Good stuff.

180 degrees

2009-02-02T16:18:00.000-08:00

Josh was the raddest friend. For example, I could just come home to the Applehouse on a steaming hot day with a discarded sprinkler and be like "Josh, I need you to come outside and ollie something huge for me". That was all it would take to get a photo. I don't think he ever even asked for a copy of any of his shots. He was just down to support his friends. I now realize how rare that quality is in a friendship.

Road to nowhere

2009-01-31T04:34:00.000-08:00

In summer of 2000 these three gentlemen embarked on an exploration of America. The photo shown was shot somewhere in the middle of Texas. The following is a list of places they slept. Each item on the list has it's own story.

- The Car
- Waffle House parking lot
- Jail
- Jackson Square in New Orleans
- Tent by the Bayou
- A Playground
- Urine-soaked Sleeping bag
- A Church
- Burned down motel
- Tent by a Guadalupe river

- The Tucson Inn
- The Golden Nugget
- Some music critic's floor
- Alley behind Juri's house
- Cliffs of La Jolla
- The Bushes
- A Hostel
- Gated entrance to an apartment
- Scott Bourne's sofa

- The Desert
- Several Greyhound buses

Yikes.

2009-01-30T08:24:00.000-08:00

All the more reason to stay home.

Bedside Manners

2009-01-28T12:49:00.000-08:00

I have only seen Dallas get hurt skating once. It was a twisted ankle on an attempt at a huge gap to 50-50 on a sketchy flat rail. His girlfriend broke out a first aid kit and a wicked guilt trip. First aid kits don't work on twisted ankles. Guilt trips don't work on Dallas. She is now single.

GO Jack!

2009-01-26T13:02:00.000-08:00

Trader Jack challenges a random dad to a game of hoops at Chuck E. Cheese's. Unhappy with his performance, he goes back for another shot at the title. Maybe skeet ball is his game.

Bedtime Tennis.

2008-08-20T18:44:00.000-07:00

Tonight, like every other night, I had to ask Eli to go to bed at least 13 times. On the last time he replied, "Why do I need to be in my bed?". To which I answered, "Because, I need to know you are doing your work by getting enough rest." His retort was, "Why can't I rest out here with you?" Trying to put an end to this game I said, "Because the people who sleep in their beds are the well-rested ones." Without hesitation Eli stunned me with, "Well, I don't want to be like other peolple. I just want to be like myself." Game point. I made him a pallet on the floor of his bedroom.

1801 North Howard

2008-08-07T17:49:00.000-07:00

This was/is one of the raddest lofts ever. If I were an agent trying to rent it, this is how it would read:

1801 North Howard

At the forefront of Ghetto Chic, 1801 North Howard stands out amongst it's neighboring structures like a turd in a full toilet. Nestled between the uber exclusive communities of Fishtown and Kensington it sets the standard for posh living. Conveniently located 1/2 of a block from the El, it offers all the comfort any light sleeper could need. Without the bothers of any sufficient insulation, residents of this 4th floor penthouse are guaranteed HOT summer days and COLD winter nights. The view from the veranda/fire escape alone will leave one speechless.(The neighbors hate snitches!)

Amenities
* 0 x 2 - 1/2 Bedrooms overlooking the bathroom
* 20ft bathroom ceilings, 8ft walls
* 24 hour entertainment just outside the window (mature audiences only)
* Shared kitchen divided by state of the art screen-door
* Veranda/Fire exit/Door Buzzer/Innocent Bi-stander vantage point
* 3ft mini ramp of death (open from 3pm-3:15pm 3 days a week)
* A 4 flight Stairmaster wellness program
* On-sight insecurity system (seen in foreground of sales photo)
* Community courtyard that triples as dumpster and dog kennel

All jokes aside, this place was/is a rad pocket of Philly. I'm sure it will be missed.

Buzz? Word!

2008-08-07T10:56:00.000-07:00

Obviously I know little about styling hair, so Dan had to get a shape up the next day. Sorry Dan.

Neighbor Jay

2008-08-01T10:47:00.000-07:00

This is my neighbor Jay. I like him a lot. According to my mother, we have known each other since we were kids. Neither of us remember that though. One time in conversation, while referencing a local tattoo artist, he pointed at one of his face tattoos. He mistakenly pointed to the opposite side of his face. This lead me to wonder: "How many tattoos does one have to have before one forgets were they're face tattoos are?". He has since gotten one more. Maybe two.

If you give a kid a camera.............

2008-08-01T05:57:00.000-07:00

This is what the future looks like. It looks just like the past. He has the same goals his father had, to squeeze as much fun out of the day as possible. He he laughs at the same things his father found funny. Farts are timeless. It is almost impossible for us to not become our parents. However, it is absolutely possible for us to become the parents we want our children to become.

Gracefully growing old.

2008-07-31T19:10:00.000-07:00

This is what it looks like to be 30+ and trying to skate when it is 90+ degrees. I can't wait to be 40.