Work was Fun

..for once. Today it was just Chico, MAC, Chucky and myself. No bs up tight crack head angry bitch boss types just a bunch of guys kicking it, skating around, breaking, listening to some music and eating chicken fingers. There's nothing funny about that and not to kill it but there won't be anything terribly funny later on so...

Trey from New Standard came by this morning first thing to cop some hyped crooks shit. He seems like a real cool cat(no sarcasm this time, he's actually a nice dude if a little over his head). Let me be the first to speculate on that spot: hype central. If this city's growing(so unfortunate) "streetwear culture" had a central pulse for the bullshit that is being laid down so thick you need to watch your step; in two months this spot will be it. In the words of an immortal homie: "I bet they don't know where they want to be in five years".

- Side note:Has anyone else noticed that most kids into the "streetwear" shit out here would mess their pants if they had to actually survive on the fruits of their own labor on the streets or is it just me? Rich kids playing dress up.

Chris from that Fr...whatever the fuck...store came by with the guys from Undercrown and I think MAC shit himself when he shook the Yow Ming looking dude's hand. I had to help him through the star struck induced temporary retardation. Chucky pulled on a Royal out on the trunk of his car and some random (well, not really random but a fuck ton) of Filipino cats rolled through from SD Chap Formality.

-Did you notice the F in Filipino? Yeah, that shit is gangsta, huh?

After I laughed a bit at the shear amount of walking hypebeasts I had meandering about my store I got down in the new spot behind the retaining wall and took a deuce shortly after....in the shitter, you sick minded fucktards. I've notice that neither Chris nor I even make eye contact any more. I can't say I mind but I find it funny that we've resigned ourselves to knowing neither of us has anything to say to one another. Whatever, he's just another cat I have that kind of situation with.

I'm setting precedent right now: in the coming entry's I'm ripping Streetwear down. I won't, however, get into people who come with the realness on the daily so don't trip if you're smart enough to see through this ridiculous scene. I will however, be putting some people on blast...

Thought of the Day: SBs dont make a sneaker store a good one. They just keep its doors open.

I enjoy moving...

I moved. Or, rather, I packed my shit last minute, got it into boxes, did four trips to the new spot with "The Little Shit", and waited.....and waited....and waited.....took a shit(while waiting)....waited some more. Got a call around 3 telling me they'd be at the old spot at 5ish. I told them to die in a fiery wreck and rescheduled for Sunday. Starving students makes sense; they're too lazy to get off the fucking couch.

I lost it. If anyone finds it get at me.


Side Note: They were scheduled for 11 thirty in the morning.

For all you Ballchins

I had some long thoughtful intro all planned out. It used big words, show cased all of the "cool guys" in streetwear, had an interview with Dave White (no, I wouldn't sink that low. ), showcased someone else’s new weak bs product that's dropping for '07 with a blurry pic to prove I'm legit, two random pictures of food and/or porn-now that I think of it, one had food and porn in the same shot. With all that bullshit NOT on my blog's snazzy spread you can kind of figure out what you're in for. Don’t in defense rain your love for streetwear down on my page because I don’t care.

So, I was going to leave my first entry on a biter angry note until I sat down and watched my roommate’s ferret exploring the world around him-mostly just my leather sectional in the living room but, whatever-and was inspired. His little head a swim with wonder accompanied by a glimpse into pictures taken of my ex’s toddler nephew from last January got me thinking about how I walk around with a chip lodged in-between my shoulders and that I should strive to be in search of something better.

Anyone down to practice or be a vandal tonight?

Thought for today: Nike supports child labor. Do you?