I'm what the game's been missing like both Michael's

There's something about basketball that I do truly enjoy...why? I haven't quite figured it out yet. It might have something to do with my undying love for sports apparel.. or it might have started with sneakers or Spacejam. This summer I got jenn to come to the hood Basketball court in Montreal-Nord with me and a video camera.. My plan was to record my first slam dunk ever. I figured i would get Jenn to get on all fours in front of the net.. and I would take a running start, jump on her back and then slam dunk the funk...Why she would even agree to this i don't fucking know. Anyways i unfortunatly miscaculated how short i am and how high the net really is. Even standing on her back...a slam dunk is farout of reach. I guess i'l stick to defense.

As you can imagine, someone of my stature is not really the first picked when picking teams in school, but when high school came around shit changed, cause damn was I ever killer defense. No.. not cause I could jump higher than anyone or anything like that but in an all girls school, most girls biggest fear was lesbians. Oh i preyed on their fears like Satan himself. Whoever had the ball in their hands I would walk up to them and play ass grab. Yeah I'd grab a titty here..butt cheek there, they would get grossed out and drop the ball and booyah i was in. I got so good at doing just that, that eventually i wouldn't even have to play ass grab anymore. All i had to do was walk up to them and they would pass me the ball fearing for their precious prepubescent titties.

Anyways I acquired 2 tickets to see the Raptors take on the Celtics ...and lose of course. Man i wish it was 1999 and Master P was still playing for the Raptors.. I think i would die. Anyways JoJoe and I are going in our matching Paul Pierce jerseys and fitteds. I plan on drinking way to much beer and playing grab ass with any little girl Raptors fans that get in my way. yay!

We used to move work on Greyhounds

I spent my summer of 2005 venturing across Canada with Viviane by means of greyhound... as shitty as that sounds we actually had a ball. One of our last stops on the trip was a shitty little city in Ontario called Thunder bay. Why did we decide to stop in thunder bay you may ask? Well previous to our trip we decided to google "mini ramps in Canada" and we came up with some kid named Adam Hopkins' home built mini ramps... So we looked further into it and if my memory serves me right (which it rarely does these days) there was a 3 foot mini in his basement, a 4 foot with a 6 foot extension with the last foot made out of red brick in the backyard, and his very own vert ramp in his family's barn that was something like 12 or more feet i cant quite recall. As you've probably figured out by now I have an undeniable love for mini ramp sessions. So we emailed the young Adam who was only 14 at the time to ask if we could come through and skate the ramps. He replied yes and even told us that his mom would pick us up at the greyhound station...booyah! So I was 18 at the time... Vivianne was 20.. and poor Adam was a shy one and as soon as we got to his house hid in his room for a bit while we conversed and smoked cigs with his mom. They were a fantastic family, very welcoming and his mom was the best.. i think she drove us to value village when it was over and we drove around cursing at people and smoking butts. Anyways even little Adam got over his introverted behavior and skated the mini's with us. Lately I've heard that Adams grown up quite a bit and moved to Vancouver or something.. I've also spotted some flicks around that Owen's taken, good for you kid. Adam if you ever spot this here's me thanking you again... and i may need your moms number in case i decide to go visit her... Viviane and I do miss her so. Unfortunately, this is the only flick I have left of thunder bay.

Viviane and I having fun in the basement....but where's mommy?

I would serve on stoops, Now i swerve in coups

I came across a feature in complex today called "Grindin: an oral history of skate shoes" Pretty cheesy.... pretty much everything they talk about is already known to anyone that knows anything.. but it's worth a look.. some of the commentators are Van Doren of Vans, Steve caballero on how he made loot of cutting down his original model, Kevin Imamura of Nike, Koston and even Humprey from the Jordan Brand.. a bunch of others.. the whole article is pretty blah if you ask me.. but there's a pretty sweet photo of Salabanzi... click on the title of the post if your remotely interested.

Before the fame....

Before Laura Lloyd became an indie rock star...
she used to be a greasy fat kid....

Things done changed.
But hey if you ever do make it A-list, i have a golden stash of amazing photos that will make me stacks when i sell them to TMZ and the enquirer....
don't worry I'll give you 10 percent.
I'm nice like that

Patent Leather Balls

Yesterday was fantastic! 2 new friends entered my life Dreidel Balls and Christian Dior.
My friend Corey left for NY this morning and in exchange for doggysitting Dreidel Balls.. AKA Dre..or Balls I will obtain a crisp pair of black cement jordan 3's! yes.
Dre is a good companion... and i also thouroughly enjoy watching my mother chase him around the house screaming balls. Other than that he's kind of stinky, takes up all the space in the bed and snores pretty bad... Joe says he's exactly like me.. great.
Internet people may I formerly introduce you to Balls.
I also Hit up the shoe department at Holt Renfrew for some winter booties.
Thank god i don't have to worry about paying rent. Who knows maybe someday i'll have to barter these for rent... I sure hope not. Damn do i ever have a soft spot for patent leather.