GETTIN BACK TO LIL' RHODEY!!!!!




i fuckin hate this place.



unless he's there. then its cool.  because the kiosk machine will eat my ticket and alert security that i'm trying to get extra tickets for free.

and then tooth will find out that the ticket he reserved like 6 months ago for half the price was actually for the month before.

then we'll both almost miss our train to sweet home rhode island.



and fuck this thing too. see here how it says "on time" over and over? well i must have takin this while standing in some kind of space/time continuim ripple or worm hole.

because its never ever said that. 



tooth showed up with a magazine i'd kill to shoot for.  i was cruising the mast head copying names down. weeks later i'd find myself blindly emailing these people.

with that horrendous intro that all freelancers have written atleast a few times in their lives

going something like "hi, im so and so from somewhere and i do something and you arent even reading this shit are you...."

still waiting.



i dig this position



one legend in the mag and one legend in the making.



we're kind of shit heads.



uhhhhh jack n' pepsi's?      ...... uhhhh i guess please.



shit nosin' comin through conneticut!



this was one of the first times as an adult i was really happy to come back to ri.  i was suposed to meet some friends at a bar near the train station.

but i dragged a little and found myself walking around taking it in.  later i didnt not get my bob ross on but i wish i had.

providence is great.