GBC's little brother from the falls

it's been quite some time. i dont even know who reads this that actually knows me, but i'm in a weird mood tonight due to recent readings and a conversation with a very special person tonight so i thought id give who ever cared an update and vent a bit.
first of all

as of 2/13/2009 i joined the decade club in the world of skateboarding. jay found a video that john, myself and my old skate bros made in 2000. ive watched it maybe 10 times and i have this new love for skating. to see how much fun we had skating flatground in the street or old spots that are now gone....i just want to skate every day possible.
i've been reading a book called "dharma punx" and it's making me analyze my life. i dont exactly know what to do or where to go. i guess one of the biggest problems is getting over being scared and just dropping shit and leaving and exploring. i dont know. who's tired of readin this jibber jabber already? i may have lost my train of thought....yeah i did.
whatever i cant remember why i wanted to post on here in the first place. still looking for a decent portrait of tony page to use for a gheto burd tattoo so if anyone has one hit me up at zeech12@roadrunner.com
hope all is well with everyone.
may the gheto burd fly again,
jeff

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Do you think i'm pretty? Do you like me?


" Katie had a fierce desire for survival which made her a fighter. Johnny had a hankering after immortality which made him a useless dreamer. And that was the difference between these two who loved each other so well"

Happy Mothers Day Mommy and Fluffy and Sarah...xoxo

4-18-08....

HI Fam, things in my life are going GREAT. Im homeless, sorta, 7 days 7 diff places to stay, thats the kind of kit ive been running. But who cares about me, this weekend belongs to two beloved souls. First off its the amazing mabels 1st bday party so we all have that to be pumped about. And sadly it is the 1 year anny of the murder of Sam, the killer is still at large in the sticks of NC so lets all raise a toast to Mabel and pour a sip for Sammy. XO

Twins not quite but still pretty in the same shirt

Some winter throw backs...Looking forward to this weekend. Raych is coming to town and no ones getting out alive. Or so we hope...Thats what my face looks like without a beard. Its been awhile now.

Interwebing

I'm back, with the NY Rangers taking a rather heart breaking loss tonight I think the best thing for me to do would be get really really really drunk... My body is failing me...I'm only 28 and can't seem to move anymore...I guess thats why they make pain pills and bar stools. XO Spring pls come save us.

Man On Wire

So I just watched this movie Man on Wire and Philippe Petit is my new hero. I can't believe that NYC doesn't have a statue of this guy. He walked across a tight rope across the Twin Towers. Fam that shit is no joke. It has to be the hands down craziest thing a person has ever done. I dont know maybe it was the bottle of wine but either way I was floored. The dude rules, watch the movie and thank me later.

Story Time

Ok, so sorry its taken me so long to get this story out there and I'm sure most of you have heard it, if not grab yourself some tea and relax and enjoy the ride. This story begins with two hero's Myself and Jeremy. The setting is the first really nice day of winter, the kind of weather you are ok to walk around in a hoodie. So Jer and I meet up and get off the train and the first thing we see is a rather large man wearing a weird shall-blanket over him as he's using a rustic camera to take some really cool photo of a bunch of Jersey barriers on Ludlow or some shit. I guess these are the types of hippy art fucks that hangout in the Lower East Side. Yahhhh New York. So after that good chuckle Jer and I head to see a friend who is working. We say whats up, I get some Clarkes for $20...lost box clause and we proceed to walking around. It hits that hour we like to call Happy and I suggest Piano's. Nothing wrong with some $3 frozen margaritas for the fam. We indulge in a few and Matt M and Ash meet us. They have food, Jer and I pass because we helped ourselves to some Wendy's earlier in the day. So after a few(4) of our favorite $3 drinks Jer and I are a bit tipsy, its also 6 p.m. We decide that its time to go home and rest before we go out for the night, being drunk at 6 is fun, but really...so on the walk back to the train my man Jer has to go number 1. We find this nice little apt building that has a nice place for Jer to piss, or so we think. As Jer is going number 1 a fine gentleman ask's "what we are doing". I answer "hes taking a piss whats it look like" As hes ringing a buzzer he keeps up with his words and so do we...Finally this fine gent tells us he owns the building and uses keys to get in.(authors note) We are still unsure of why he rang the buzzer when he had keys but what evs. So he tell us "you will be sorry" haha ok are our responses. So as Jer is rapping up his wizz, homeboy comes out with a spray bottle and tries to disinfect jer and I. I got a nice shot to the face and I think that Jer happened to get much more because he was much closer to the man than I. More words...and I start to realize that this is getting bad, jokes over I guess. So as Jer and I start our journey back, Jer starts to think that he can't let this guy get away with disinfection us...So he runs back, at this point the man is in his car, I think calling the cops. Jer taps on the window, man opens his door and Jer socks him one to the head or face, I wasn't looking. SO then I hear "run fam run" SO i do just that...We hide in a bar for a few beers and become drunker with Joy and from the beers and really start to realize that we need to go home its about 630 at this point. So we split...I nap till 11 and then skate to the bar...My night ended at 730am...Stupid after hours party...Jer on the other hand stayed in b/c he had to do some hip hop work in the am. I only had to drink all day and go see Lucero that night...so what a great 24 hours the first nice day of winter turned out to be. Thanks Jer.