know graffiti

Damn, sometimes my mind just gets away from me. This is a spot that my buddy J-bo and his compadre Kyle Knoblauch made...I guess you can't really see what they made exactly...But I asure you, there IS a spot there. It's tucked away in a wooded area and surprisingly everyone knows about it, but it isn't blown out. Truth be told, I have only been there 1 other time where there was actually other people skating there. Not exactly your hot spot.

There is all sorts of art and whatnot here and there. The place is really clean. Today, I was left waiting for people to show up and I happened to have a lovely can of spray paint in my truck...So, I decided to make a little art of my own. Call it a self-motivational piece nonetheless.

Solo Sesh

It's crazy. What's crazy? Well, life is crazy. Skateboarding is so much better when you are skating with the homies.. Yeah, I know skating is a one man sport, or artform, or whatever you wanna call it, but it's always so much better when you are skating with the homies. Shiiiiit. I don't have that going on. I just don't. It's amazing how I get anything done on film, or a photo, or how people even see me at all.



I know, people can say..."Ki, get out of the skatepark.." Well, go where? I woke up early on a thursday to go skate...Where am I supposed to go? I live in Philly, and there just isn't central meeting spots like there used to be. We just don't have that anymore. I call people, but most of them flake or whatever. Or, they don't answer their phones. People in Philly are very secretive about who or where they are skating. I've noticed it becoming worse and worse over the years. It's kinda funny and sad all at the same time.



So I get stuck at the skatepark, trying to keep whatever talent I may have left. It's a hard process to motivate yourself, but it's there. You just have to make sure you keep the fire stoked. However you choose to do it.

5 Reasons Why Today...was......not so great.

1. Went skating. Well, skating itself was cool. It just sucks because it rains every friggin' wednesday I have off from work. Literally, the whole forecast was beautiful all week, except for wednesday. So I was stuck in the skatepark....alone. Couldn't get a session going if I held a gun to people's heads.

2. Board Broke. I don't break too many boards. I just don't. The board I was riding was pretty mushy, so I didn't really care. But that lead into other things...not so rad.

3. Hour drive, sitting in traffic. I drove an hour to the shop I ride for, to trade some trucks. Getting there, I honestly thought they weren't gonna do it. But I got the ok from the owner via text, so I got new trucks. Then paid full price for griptape and whatnot...Not so rad. Reminded me that I'm just "that dude" aka "nobody special."

4. Puke. My girlies dog threw up SEVERAL times on the carpet. I got to come home to that.

5. My cell phone & itouch BOTH froze. Nearly a grande of electronics, worthless.

Not Ballin

Gotta love paying bills. I started out with a knot...and now I am one of the have kNOTs. 

I guess I shouldn't really complain too much because at least I'm able to pay them...but man, it sucks all the same. 

I may just take that last dollar and buy a scratch off with it. I was gonna buy a cheeseburger with it, but you can't possibly win $1,000 eating a cheeseburger...can you? 

-- Sent from my Palm Pre

I'm Back. But who's listening anyway?

Ok, so it has been quite a long long time since I have posted on this thing. Why? Well, I don't have a valid reason. I Just kind of forgot about it. Truth be told, no one reads this shit anyway. But just in case my mom is reading it...Lemme redo that sentence..(she's not a big fan of cursing) Truth be told, no one reads this "crap" (crap is ok) anyway.

"Blogs are so hot write now." That should be on a shirt.

It's 1:27 in the am, and later today I am gonna go skate. Same agenda as usual. But different approach. May call a filmer. May call a photographer. May call my mama. One of the three. My sponsors, what's left of them, are hoping I call the first two. We'll see.

My Block

Ok, my block is kinda hood. I'll keep it real with you. I have seen and heard some crazy shit happen on my street. But on thing that is consistent is the pornos I find lying on the ground. Usually in front of my neighbors house. It's a house full of Mexicans and you never see the same one's longer than a month or so. One night, the US Marshalls came and took one of them to jail.

Anyway, this is one of the many porns I found on their stoop. Gotta love it. I had no idea Mexicans like black women with fat azz's..I guess you learn something new everyday.

Face Off Fridays

I just don't update this thing that much. In all honesty, can't say I have been too busy. I have just been doing alot of bullshit. So pretty much, Focus Magazine pitted two people that hardly know each other in a video contest. For me, I look at it as just another way to get my video out. Period. In this game, if you can get anyone to watch your footage, let alone sponsor you, you're golden.

However the severe drawback to this "contest" is the ridiculous hating that comes along with it. It's sad. People think we're out to get each other. Funny thing about it is, I bet Jamal Smith doesn't even know he's in this thing. He's probably having the time of his life, just skating. But people, other people, take it so much further. Truth be told, I like the way Jamal skates. It's different.

Living in Philadelphia, it's definitely a change from the corduroy wearing, flannel shirt sporting, pole jamming going on. Oh, and need I forget the ultra tight panted, heavy metal smith grinding going on.

It's different. But whatever. Peep it over at FOCUSSKATEMAG.COM...hate me on if you like.