"bram, bram ingrahn riding the tram"

barf fixed jamie's camera for him, so i stole it to blog my life with steve.


getting barf and steven together is clutch




budick moved in, adios luke marvin



the airplane











heaven

my mom had this table sitting in pieces in our garage for years and always said she was gonna refinish it. i always though she was nuts because it was so haggard and painted trife yellow. she was obviously right.


i often dont get to fully appreciate how hype winter is caue im too busy freezzing my bag off. but when youre zipping around in a heated automobile, its pretty damned beautifull.


two zero four skateshop rented the edge and let me in. gang-bang was there demo'ing the spine as usual. tailbone up an over


frontside to fakie


kids fashion is usually pretty tweaking, but lately its been getting alot better, there was alot of plad in the area.


art shit


rosie is a very, very good skateboarder.


budick cribs!






a crustaceous poo



the jimbler


lurkers


the wieve showed up!! got himself a copy of wreck 4!


someone left me a cool-ass message. wife material? i think so


bro's


up before the sun





you know those handrails that are like... DOUBLE handrails.




trajedy




this is me being sneaky


two zero four is printing wreck tees! they will be plain black on white, with the bird on the front and the text on the back.



here are a couple new drawings.

cremo the magnificent


a majestic falcon


dangerzone



i've got some stuff in this show comin up in a week and a half. click the photo for the full-sized poster.

a message for Peter Bjorn and John

that song is catchy and everything, but theres something you must know, style can't be young or old, it is timeless.

knife knife

Copies of Wreck Four are almost done.



This is Steven with a large knife taped onto a larger knife.


We built this slotcar track. It's a bit bigger now.

"Le petit garçon que j'était

n'aime pas du tout ce qu'il a devenu."

I "got up" at the edge last week, here are some flicks Cliff sent me of the finished product. Thanks Cliff for lettin' me do it and Lazo for hookin up the projector.





So now I'm chillin with this bro for a few weeks while my mom's in vietnam. She's been raising chillun's for thirty years (seriously), so she's due for a vacation by now.


The best thing that happened on the first day of watching him was riding bikes to the movie store to rent a video game last night. He fell into a snow bank, stuck his tongue to his handlebars then ripped it off. I didn't notice the tongue thing 'till we got there and he didn't say anything. Then when we got there he told me, and i laughed. When I looked at him his mouth was all covered in blood. It looked like he had been mawing on a raw steak. I had to do the parental lick-a-hanky-and-rub-it-on-his-face thing. It was awesome!

So now its nine in the morning, I've already eaten breakfast, read my book, played video games, showered, drank a pot of tea and made a blog, and i'm fully awake. This rules. I'm sure the novelty'll wear off some time. But for now I'm super-psyched.

If you wanna call me, call 1-204-482-7473. If long distance is a problem i can call you in the evenings if you drop me a message.