"Jon Pops Two Midol When He's Done Skating..." -Mr. McKervey

A few weeks back I called Bradley on a Friday, knowing that he was going to ATL that day. I mainly called him because i wanted to know who i couldn't call that weekend because i couldn't go due to working at the carwash. He told me that him (Bradley), Jon C, Mr. McKervey, and Quel was supposed to go to but he dropped out due to the fact he had no money, i wasn't the least bit surprised. So there was an open seat callin' my name. Which all boiled down to me going, hahaha. I called out of work the next morning from our hotel room in "The Trap", atleast thats what all the residents called it in the surrounding rooms. I told my manager that i had a fever... Cause mayne it was fuckin' HOT in ATL, haha... as it always is in the dirty south.

*side story*

When we first pulled up to "The Trap" (our hotel, the Masters INN), Mr. McKervey and I were outside smoking a cigarette, just talking and getting hyped on the trip, when we saw a man walk out of the room right above ours (it was one of those hotels that were outside and had a breeze-way). He walked downstairs, and Matt and I being the friendly dudes we are said, "What's up mayne, whatchu gettin' into tonight?"

The man answered "Nothing much... Hey... Do ya'll like ta get fucked uhh.... You ain't the Police are ya??"

Matt answered, "Hell naw mayne!"

The man replied, "Oh, do ya'll like to get fucked up?"

We answered, "Whatchu got?"

The man answered, "Speed. Its what I do."

Matt replied, "Shit mayne... Uhhh, we just smoke and drink, really."

The Man responded, "oh, alright. Ya'll be careful around here."

Within the first 10 minutes of being outside of the car in ATL we got offered some Meth by a speed freak... Gotta love Southern Hospitality!!

*end of side story*



On with the trip...


IN PICTURES!!!!

Matt sat in the backseat of my car while Bradley drove us around. Here he looks quite comfortable.

This is a photo of bradley driving my car while following Nate. Do you see the frustration on Bradley's face? Next time we'll get a local to guide us around, no offense Nate.

Speaking of frustration... here is Bradley getting mad at one of his flashes. Its alright Bradley, we all go through that bullshit every now and then, at least they started working at the "dirt ledge". Right?

Quick snap of Jon givin' that rail a good ol' frontside lipper, with the bro-pyramid in the background.

Matt laughing at one of Jon's frontal lippy tries...

Transistor Sect had a good time in ATL too.




Most of our short stay was spent at the "dirt ledge"...

Jim Morrison wrote a song about this shit... Very frustrating as a photographer.

And when the sun came... That mother fucker was bright...

Jon's Harriet Tubman lookin' ass... no wonder he pops two Midol after he's done shredding...


and Blogger wont let me post any more photos... FUCK.


all in all it was a good trip, and look forward to a post worth while on The Loser Movement site (www.thelosermovement.com)

peace

Dear Lord!

literally...


Jesus will be chillin over my heart for the rest of my life, thanks to my mexican friend from the carwash, miguel.

i got it for cheap, as Readdd would say, hahaha.




take a look.

our justice system

on monday i went to court and to book myself... what an experiance. i sat in the courthouse longer than what community service they gave me, hahaha! i only have to do 4 hours community service for runnin from the police, and to top it off i'm serving my community at 6th ave.

and

atlanta post coming soon