Freedom Fries...
Another exciting train ride. This time to Paris.
Italy.
For some reason my flight to Milan was at 7:30 am while everyone elses was at 12:30. So I was on my way to the airport at 5:30 straight from the club. 
Denver Part Two
In walgreens you can get your photo put on just about anything.
Wait, what the fuck?
I wonder if Phelps picked that cover.
We went to Boulder for an art/skate party thing. The twins were there. They broke up and dont even live in the same city now.
Jon and Ernie looking creepy.
Woke up on the morning of what I never realized was a holiday. As we walked down the street everyone would smile and wave and say "Happy 420!" Holy shit! look at the line at the Cheeba Hut!
This particular stoner chose Volcom/Bratrud apparel to don on the HIGH holiday.
Seeing alot of kooks made Greg feel the need to make sure everyone knew "hey man! I skate!"
Since our really good friends left us in Boulder while we were all passed out in the morning we had to catch a bus back to Denver.
Our second bus ride was not quite as mellow, but not quite as long. Marty looks like hes sad, but hes just hungover and caught off gaurd.
Diggler found some artsy light on the escalator.
After our bus adventure we finally made it to Angels. Happy 420 Angel!
Its a beautiful day out! Should we watch the office or play call of duty?
Allright, I guess we could skate.
Greg is kind of sad because he knows 420 is almost over.
Anyone want a camera?
David's O face perhaps?
Time for a Pho sesh. A little taste of Long Beach, I mean Vietnam...
The next day another car load of AZ homies apeared. I think Dallas drove them.
Chavo had just come from a Pairty on Hairdy.
Denver Travis, not to be confused with AZ Travis.
I will admit I knew those dudes were coming, but I had no idea they were bringing Jesse! Super Bonus!
Ernie got a hard ass tear drop tat, but since he got it a little lower since he doesnt kill people. Just picks on them.
Woah! Malto showed up at the next spot. I think he was on a 9 hour layover on his way from Australia to China or something.
It sucks to have to leave a crew as good as this.
Token, out the window plane photo means im home. For a few days.
The Break...
After a couple days of bad weather we finally get to our first skate spot and on the very frist try to get our very first photo Jon Dislocated his elbow.
For some reason the hospital people made him get shirtless infront of the whole waiting room. Everyone saw his new Sheckler tat.
They gave me this sweet pass so I didnt even have to name drop. I just flash the card and people know im cool.
Pure Goemann blood. Denver hospital makes you take an H.I.V. test when you get admitted. As if the elbow wouldnt be enough...
Its all fun and games till they rig you up to every machine in the room and make you hold your own puke tray.
I guess its not supposed to look like that?
Thats what it looks like from the outside. Are those Axion logo's on his gown?
Waiting to get your arm tugged on is fun.
Jon asked if he could take off the Darth Vader mask, they said no.
It only took like 2 minutes to put it back in place. Apparently thats really fast.
5 hours later and our work here is done. Get that boy some vicoden and a bottle of wine...
Denver (kind of all over the place)
Hopped on another plane back to the land of snow capped mountains.
I got so hyped on watching leave it to Beaver I forgot to take the mandatory out the window shot. Ward Cleaver will have to do.
Ernie picked me up in the Mustang.
He brought special guests too! Diggler was there kicking out the jams with his Apple.
Holy shit! Greg came too!
Flew into great weather again, just like Chicago.
Got back to Ernies only to find Goeman fresh out of bed at 4 in the afternoon. Hey Jon, how do you have so much pop and skate so fast? Oh, its all in the Loofa?
Ernie cooked up some Helper, when all of the sudden...
I looked outside and everything was covered in snow!
Snow kind of freaks me out. I try to stay away from it.
My attempt at artistically interpreting snow.
Fuck it lets check some spots anyway. Yeah, il skate it once it thaws...
Eaton is here too, he drove me to get some Wendy's.
Went to the bar and before I knew it Jon had crept to the other side.
Woah, its just like Tom Cruise in Cocktails!
He must be doing something right. Right Ernie?
Hey Jon, get a cab!
Lannie was feeling the night. He tried hard to not let it end, but eventually you have to give in.
D-roc face down after being defeated by the ipod.
I dont remember if this Danny right before bed or first thing in the morning.
The next day we ate at Swifts. Bet you didn't know that aside from working at the mag he owns a chain of restaurants in the greater Denver area.
Shortly after breakfast Lannie and Bucky did this. I dont know what it is.
AH! I love photos of otherwise normal people looking border-line retarded in the middle of a sentence. Sorry Bucky.
Lannie broke that rule about not bringing your girlfriend on skate trips.
First the Loofa, now your drinking mango martinis? Wow...
Oh shit, you got a gun? Ok that makes you tough again. Sorry.
Ernie however invented a new rule for skate trips, its called, allways bring your dad. Thats the man that sculpted a small child into a the bully who will break your foot and snot rocket on your face. Dream family, but in all honesty they both rip.
Good friends...
Having friends is common, but having friends who are rad enough to make your likeness into an epic piece of art work via photoshop is a rare thing. Steve Stratton recently emailed me this gem he made for me called Jesus Price.
In a feeble attempt to return the favor, I brainstormed for the better half of 10 minutes and the best I could come up with was the Strattom Bomb. I hope you like it Steve...
Stuff and people...
Things are heating up out here, but thats not stopping crew after crew from heading out to ravage our lush plentiful spots.
Corey easily skates things the wrong way.
Caswell is also capable of lipsliding some wierd shit. So wierd I shot it like butt hole.
If you think Manderson didnt land this tripple flip, your trippleing.
Romar can jump off some shit. Here is seen warming his legs for something a little scarier.
Cale has a mean nollie heel indy. Throw a yellow helmet and some sobe stickers his way and hes on his way to X-games gold and payless shoes obscurity.
It took Cody getting 400 miles away from the berrics to do some propper street shredding. If you have his number call him and tell him you wanna film a battle comander recruit segment. He loves that.
