Saturday, March 29, 2008

hello, its been a while since we last spoke. How's it going. Its still the same old thing just broadcasted from a different place. A better place really. A few new films and some new editing skills. What a turn of events, from rock bottom to the climax of some great peak. 99 shades of grey,1000 shades of red. And I wait, what now; whats the next chapter, how is it going to end? Whats it going to feel like... For now i'll stop waiting and start looking, for the next peak, the next high, the next path.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Wednesday, March 12, 2008


I step out side of myself, on a dark street in Berkeley. Lost in the rain, blurd vision.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

R1 For Sale $3,700



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Buy this crazy death machine and impress all you friends and enemies, Simply leave a comment for more info. price is fairly firm. Built in japan but customized in Ben Lomand CA.
This bike is 1000cc of pure insainity.

Friday, March 7, 2008

Under the Tracks, 50 feet off the ground, standing on old waterlogged redwood planks. A small creak and an endless forest. Its one of those places where you can go when you hate everyone you know.
The heights make you question your mortality and that's a nice calming agent.

Thursday, March 6, 2008











South Felton here, What the fuck







The Rizzla and I glued a dead gasoline preserved scorpion to the hood of my car today and put some new custom decals on it. It's real shit. While cutting an upside down Itailian sports car apart with a sawzal we came apon him. He was found dead, laying in a pool of gasoline;

wedged in the deepest depths of an old rusty porche.

Sunday, March 2, 2008


Greetings, hello, hi there.

What do you base any of you actions on, why are you "you". why do you like what you like? Are you an optimist , or do you find the universe as cruel and unforgiving as i do. Mercy drips like blood off a long dagger. A cursed magician, a false soothsayer. Mirrored refelctions obscure and unsemetrical, My shadow ignores me, it follows none of my jestures. Drunker than a sea captin.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Lets get down to the facts. As of now it's a one man band on this site. my coalition is broken and one lone journalist is standing up for America, well it's not really for the USA, but i'm standing up for something. I'm not really doing anything, but more people will probrobly join and we will have a real good thing going. you'll dig on our vibe and how we interact with eachother. To the naked eye it would seem that we've been good friends for years. ok. ok. so nobodys going to show up. it's just me, shit.