These Guys...

They are my buddies. Models Dig them.

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Blunt Toss

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Wild Bill

I ran into Wild Bill re-flooring the Pokez bathroom late one night. We spoke of fiber-optics and the future of materials and construction. It was out of this world.






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Rage: Kellen James Pro Party

I went wine tasting with some friends the other night. We drank all we could and then went home and drank some more. Next thing you know you run into a skate party. Funny...

People were having a good time.

I was a jack ass with the camera right off the start due to the alcohol I had been drinking.

Blair is a good guy.
Good old fashion tit grab.
I wish i was in a field in the middle of nowhere with these guys. All we would need is gasiline, skate ramps, booz and plenty of stuff to burn. Loads of fun.
Skate Mafia
West is the best.

Jin is a pimpShe wanted to kiss him for a picture, he said no.
I dont remember taking this picture, and a few others after this one.

Yes you are here and yes this is your party Kellen.
Skate crews are great.

Brian.




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I Found This...

somebody please explain this to me...

Girls Dancing On A Roof Top

Maybe it will entertain you more than it did I.

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Gato y Pero

This is Prada. She owns the block.

~

 I went to San Clemente to Have dinner. The wine we had was good. This is Jade's  cat. I forgot its name.

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5 People

Here are 5 people I ran into this past month.

Flaco the artists. 

"Scooter Girl"

The testicle thief. 

John the Blacksmith 

"Ill sell you a shaker out of the garbage to mix that Mimosa your making me with" guy.

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Skate: Fleet Bean

I was excited when I decided to spend my entire summer in Fleet again.  Surf, skate and rage all summer. I arrived in early June to find no sand bars on our beaches and a skate park that was being remodeled at the leisure of some old school  skaters out of Connecticut. The pool was finished a few days before my departure back west and of course we had to brake in to get at it for the first time.

Eric did  not mind me in the deep.

Nor did I mind his style.

Holiday.

I was invited on a cruise by an old friend the other day. I really want to go because I have never been. This is the most fun that I have ever had in which a cruise ship was involved. Maybe I am going to have to take up that offer

Raya and Kelly.

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This Girl....

I like to refer to myself as a "shutter-bug" rather than "paparazzi" or "press". One thing we all have in common, we all like to get stupid-fucked-up pictures from time to time.

Have no fucking clue how she got there.

She thinks I just caught the goods on camera.

She wouldn't have cared.

Rage: Death Star Galactica

We collected drift wood and knotted balls of tangled lobster trap line from the shores of the four mile beach and built our selves a shelter for our habits.




My uncle told me that if the national sea shore patrol took away his cooler I promptly owe him one in return.

Guess what coast this is on.

Seat for two at the surfboard bar, fire side.

This box camera was bought by Famous Class.

The local life guards were tired.

Al dove into the ocean. The four foot shore brake ripped his pants off and he was stranded in the mungy watter pant-less. He then spitefully fought the infinite ocean, searching for his dignity. I was playing pirate golf upon his arrival from the waters grasp. He spat and shook water off his body in rage walking back to the fire. "Fucking Ocean! Such an ungrateful bitch!"

He then sang songs about it and drank rum.

I burnt myself. As Usual.

The sun awoke you as hell would.
Yes I did make an egg for breakfast. 

lauren fell asleep inside, and woke up outside. She did not know how this happened.

Four Mile
Haggered