tyler bledsoe

so im at bentons doing our weekly connected knower. listening to techno jams. you know? as it happens, its his birthday tomorrow.

i left the hill this weekend.
a. fremont. ryan & i woke up early to head over to evo for some snowpants. everything you heard is true: evo is awful. adorable shop, beyond lame customer service. picked up a pair of holden standards regardless. damnnnnit. oh well.
b. bellevue. seems a lot like connecticut. finally found the bvue snocon behind petes winery. kenji was way bitter the shop there is "a total dude magnet." we found a wendys, which i didnt know they had out here. rad.
c. udistrict. met a lad, jack, who bought up the shop; offered me an internship at his record label, which is nonexclusionary. which is what has been holding me back from getting involved with tooth & nail -- christianity is insanely exclusionary. hes from the bay area & uses words like "bunk," & a bunch of others i already found wonderful & then misplaced.
d. the central district. left dipaolos apartment at like, sunrise, halfway through a viewing of daytona easyriders biker babe special. quit caring when it became more flashy bikes than trashy women. the california coastlines look beautiful. we spent the night watching the new alien workshop film >> mind field << that premiere party deal at havana earlier this week was for. nick made us watch the heath kircheck piece set to morrissey maybe eleven times. maybe. strange, but something is so feelgood about watching this kid tyler bledsoe skate.


im thinking its the glasses. the song is "white flash" by modeselektor.

e. snocon. im only including this because work has kind of been a world of its own lately.
f. southcenter. seems a lot like jersey. commanded jordan to take me down to the h&m in some mall waaay south. maybe past the airport. malls are strange, really. tried to find sessions pants, failed. ended up having dinner down there.



something tells me i wont be getting any sleep tonight. :/ or, for that matter, tomorrow night, at mount baker. or the next night when i have to stay relatively sober enough to drive tobins 30-grand truck back from glacier, washington at six in the morning to get back for family day at school. qfc run on pike. goodnight.