good things are great

I don’t know if I want to write about things relating to Lamb and his current state of wig or misc life associated intrigues in the sense of activities and memories that, through text-based recollection, would massage my stoke gland.  I think the latter is ideal because I figure whenever I rant about myself I say the same stuff and I never re-read my blog with aims of continuity or any-sort of relation to previous posts..  Preaches of tears, stoke, hindsight and the fact that it seems to dictate 100% of my feels appear to be repetitive themes in the ways of me.  I feel like this year has projected me into a more matured state of being but really I think that I’m still as free of care as before but now I’ve got goals and goals mean that EVERYTHING matter’s a little bit more than it did before.  This realisation was ideal and one that has pro’s and con’s in all facets of consideration.  Another classic case of accepting all things because all things equate to glory.  I think i’m ontop of my dollar scenario and the prospect of that gets my tail wagging because it’s going to result in California, skateboarding and what I figure is my ideal lifestyle at this point in time….

All these things are well and good, much like myself at the moment, but I’m never really sure…  All this general stoke could be directly related to summer’s maximum suntime preach and it’s generous skating allowance. I can now skate after work, 7 days a week, I have been, it’s been so sick, no need for dabbing tears when they’re ripped from your eyes by the passing wind while mobbing.  I skate after work, froth all over the place, get tired, get bed early, get up so that i can get to work before 12 o’clock, make mo money, stoke to that fact and then skate again.  My day starts at the end of work and the froth runs around the clock.  I like the existence froth and stoke, without them I’d have nothing to strive for.

With that I’m brought to a potential cross road as this current weather scenario is furious [blog header] and will limit skate time.. the identification of aforementioned points (skate/stoke related) may keep all of that in check.. plus i’ve got more photos to look at than ever before. x^2

this blog is turning more into a diary.  

dear diary, i’m frothing.

Zak Maytum on Kozakov.  I’m beginning to concede defeat against my most recent euro trip’s album in the sense that I’ll never look through them but i’m not qualmed because, although them may be lost to time, they’ll never be lost.  




Zen in a Czech forest.


Mitchtron 6000 pretending like he can be trusted to tie things to your roof


boo chadley


Reuboss in the Kitchen, testing lights but taking on his regular kitchen roll.  Don’t mess with his shit or he’ll poison you.




not a dog, definitely a possum


definitely a dog.  the sickest one i know, probably even sicker than my own (impossible)  here she’s tranqin whilst slaying the required highway k’s in order to get some dog physio.  she’s got no hipbones but she’s been doing hydrotherapy to remove the need to bones thanks to bulk hip muscle growth.  it’s so sick to see her run now, she runs everywhere because it doesn’t hurt anymore.  mutual stoke.








misc dude sharlpin brunswick


chad elevating to next level tranq













one of the greatest peoples of my life recently departed to pursue a scenario that’s been in her mind for as long as i’ve known her.  i was so lucky to have her company once again, albeit fleeting, before she went.  casual times that will be relived when i can once again fart in her presence/soil her food.






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