CASUALTIES OF WAR.

Most gnarly green army men in the world. In 2009 Colorado Springs Gazette published an article title "Casualties of War" based on the troubled lives soldiers live after they return home.

BABE.

I LOVE RAQUEL WELCH.

WHY NOT.

Im not surprised. Why wouldn't Clarks and Supreme team up to make a desert boot i really like but could never afford. Not much more then the standard Clarks boot, the Supreme collaboration comes in at 136 bucks. Im pretty sure there going to have black grey and red ones as well. 

WHOS COMING WITH.

Meet me in Angkor, Cambodia at the Temple of Ta Prohm. A Mahayana Buddhist monastery built sometime between the end of the 12th century and the begining of the 13th century.  

I GOT NEXT.

You know if I could afford an Ipad i'd spend the extra 100 bucks and scoop this Icade Arcade Cabinet along with it.  

TUNE IN.

Pottery Barn nailed it with this 95 dollar Gramophone Ipod Station. 

ALMOST.

This would have been my favorite picture in the world if the cross were upside down. Almost. 

WINO.

LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE.

12 bucks and you can start everyday with a glass of optimism. Say no more. Sold.  

I WANT TO SG A B.

I hopped on a bus on Wednesday afternoon. Arrived in Richmond, Va at 10 o'clock. Shared some beers and called it a night. Slept until 1:30 in the afternoon with Riot at my feet woke up and met Ross. Went to Strange Matter for a good burger and some beers. Bought tickets to a show there that night. Headed home had some iced coffee, discussed the trip amongst other things and continued drinking. Went to the show saw some really great bands My Disco and Young Widows. Got really drunk, considered dying my hair blonde, didn't, rode home and fell asleep. Knowing we had a 60 mile bike ride ahead of us that evening we wanted to get a good meal in. We went to a place called Millies which was awesome, probably one of my favorite spots in Richmond. Great food, cool place really really good. Everyone got together around 330, around 4 we left. At first i was fine, not to much weight on the bike i felt comfortable. About 20 miles into the ride the fact that i didn't eat enough bananas came into play. My legs have never been so cramped. I felt pathetic at times but i was sure i could do it. After stopping a few times eating fruit and hydrating i felt a little better. Finding a random spot on the side of the road to camp was sketchy at first. After about 30 feet we found the best possible thing you can accidentally stumble upon. We had our own little private beach to ourselves it couldn't have been better. Coverage from the road (which on the weekends becomes a bike path?) flat ground to set up tents and plenty of wood for a fire. It was perfect. Knowing I was cramping up on the way there i decided to eat plenty of bananas and drink plenty of water before we headed back. The ride back was great. No cramps no problems. I could appreciate the ride a lot more on the way back. Two perfect days of riding. When we got back we all hopped in the Sexy Crimes van and went straight to The Golden Corral. Had a huge dinner and was in an intense food coma. Got some beers and called it. Woke up at 4 in the am and hit the road. Got back to New York around 12. Good times with good friends.

LIVIN'

I had all intentions on having my bike back together for a ride on Friday. Knowing it was going to be nothing short of perfect riding conditions immediately after work i went to work. Finishing up around 4 knowing people would still be out i made some calls. Handful of em' were already out west but a few were still around. I managed to meet up with the remainders and get a nice ride in, that is before running into some mechanical issues. Broken down at the beach not my bike but a buddies. Had to call in the S10 for some back up. To say i had concerns about the CB with only one strap staying put over the bridge on a windy day is an understatement. My neck is still sore from it. Made it back without any issues. By that time the other fellas were back around. Met up with them got a good ride in made plans to get breakfast the morning and rolled the bike back into the garage around 2 in the morning. Saturday started with a machete and an ax being thrown a 22 with aerosol cans preferably spray paint cans and a pint glass that was tougher then a 22. That being said hunger struck, George's diner serves great breakfast late. I also found out that 9 Sportsters can make a man use his first sick day in 5 years. Needless to say it was a great day. Knowing i had to catch a train and conveniently running out of gas simultaneously my ride ended short. Made the 630 and began mentally preparing for a 42 mile bicycle ride. And by mentally preparing I mean drinking beers with Jon and Big K on the ride in. Bar hopped Saturday night away. Sunday got some breakfast and got going. Knowing we had to sneak on the ride we decided it'd be best to leave a little late. We left too late. We managed to catch the pack on the FDR. Getting on wasn't an issue. Had a great ride aside of some small set backs, road work ruined the ride for a lot of people. Everyone had to walk there bike for about a mile on 278. I didn't care if i had paid 75 bucks to do it I might have. Finished up got some food and beers hung out. At 11 we found out Osama Bin Laden was killed by a sniper. Jumped on a train at 1230 and headed home. I bought a camera to remember times like this, it sat on my scanner all weekend.