Stay Fly - Fil B. Remix!!!

I Appreciate a Great Movie

And just like you, I've always wanted to be an actor. Here are just a few of the movies that I would've loved to have been involved with. Not always the main character but a supporting role is nice too. Try paying for a movie like you used to, it's fulfilling.

I Wish I Thought of This

But a box of mine would contain Lansdowne Portuguese chicken bones, Coffee Time donut bags, TTC transfers and a crack rock.

From http://www.nycgarbage.com/

Buy This for Me

Oh man Reda makes me laugh. Reminds me a bit of myself actually, due to the friendly-I-don't-really-mean-it-but-I-really-do sorta ball breaking mentality. Heard a bit about this book through blogs and whatnot and from the photos online, it looks like he did a great job adapting to taking portraits in a studio rather than a 10-stair rail. And I'm looking forward to seeing in detail how many of my favorite skaters have aged.

Demigods and Cosmic Children by Giovanni Reda.

I Want To Start My Own Clothing Line

The first piece I'd like to do is a short-sleeved turtleneck. Provides the neck warmth and cool forearm breeze needed on a lovely Autumn evening. And I just love the name La Forchetta and the cool arrow's in the sky logo I invented.

Some Photos I Like

Meatball Sandwich Done Fucked Right Up

I was lookin forward to the new "Italian" Sandwich shop opening up in the Yonge St. neighbourhood as the new lunch hour spot for BFF and I. We had some toothpick samplers the other day and they were rather fine, quite tasty actually. But I like food on a stick, leaves you wanting more. Well shit, if it wasn't the total opposite when we showed up for a meatball sandwich this afternoon. First thing you see when you enter this humble abode is a massive painting with the word "MANGIA" written underneath an unrealistic heart. Ok, good step, I'm feelin the painting. After six minutes of small talk and an exchange of a ten dollar bill, BFF and I walked out with what felt like a warm cinder block in a brown paper bag. Feelin' it, feelin' it, getting good.

But after a 2 minute walk to the piazza, shit was weighing me down. We tore open the bags to big-ass, messy, undesirable, artery clogging sandwiches. Fuck that. We dealt with it as best we could, but had to leave the rest for a homeless dude who might've hit up the trash can a little later. But to no avail, the piazza birds made their move to our enjoyment. Not sure if I will be visiting this place again. Maybe on a hungover Friday. Glad we got to feed some birds though.

Great Flick

Function and Design Pt. 1: The Catering Truck

I think you can get one for like $25,000 but I don't know what the next step to obtaining a route is. Get back to you on that one. For now, adore these pictures.

Inspiration to Stop Spending Cash on Beer Pt. 8

Todd Shirt by Velour



Felix Shoe in Burnt Orange by Vanishing Elephant

BBQ Music

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I'm smiling right now because I'm bumping this. Nothing better than my first June blog post than a music blog post. Linked from the Inqmnd comes this 25 track, relaxation filled, soulful joint that gets your head and hips moving. I'm swerving in my chair right now. I hope you don't get mad that every time you come over for bbq this year I'm gonna have this on blast. Don't be mad really. The Stuyvesants! Brooklyn's Finest, I thank you.