Well I have to admit I find it a little bit hard to come up with new content when I’ve spent the last few weeks doing nothing but laying down watching TV. So unless you wanted to hear my opinions on network TV shows or how shitty it is to pay medical bills all I can come up with is this: an iPhoto clean-out post. I’m pretty sure I’ve posted most of these photos at one point or another over at T-1, but as a lot of them are years and years old and I can’t actually remember. I took a scroll from top to bottom through my iPhoto library and pulled out ones that caught my eye for one reason or another…. here you go….

This is one of Kimler’s babies. The pacifier is so disturbing to me and it makes me giggle uncomfortably. The shirt reads, “Hung Like a 5 year old”.

This is me and the ring bearer at my friend Bryan’s wedding. He made us matching embroidered goat shirts too.

You have to love Povah… he’s always down for a laugh.

Texting and driving is dangerous, but what about focusing and shooting photos? I don’t think there’s any laws yet anyway.

This was my trip to Berlin. Tiny little slice in my shin that would not stop bleeding. Had to get it burned closed.

German Chinese food is sketchy.

Shovel art at trails on Vancouver Island.

Sandy and I humiliating ourselves.

This was a show in England where Black Sabbath played to like 150,000 people! I got knocked the hell out on the ramp and lost some memory.

Mutiny sent this for a birthday card a few years ago. Check me out fufanuing that tower!

Dave Fiemuth at the center of everyone’s attention at one of the Backyard Jams.

Sergio’s manualing in the background, but this little kid is slidding down a cement quarter on his stomach. He must be made out of nails ’cause that cememnt was rough.

Roscoe looks understandably mortified because I had just hacked the head off a stuffed dog about his size. Used it for the head on my halloween Roscoe bike.

Gary Young getting tweaked during our X-games ramp warehouse photo shoot.

Parrick at Empire discovering he has the power of the palm.

This is pretty much hands down the best bruise I’ve ever seen!

I built these curved floor risers in my little condo and I thought they looked cool.

I was really bummed to miss out on the annual trip over to Cologne for the worlds this year.

Eduardo is in the top 3 for toughest guy on a bike.

While in Cologne I managed to catch this strange event; naked girl writhing around on top of a box jump while skateboarders and BMXers jumped through her legs on normal TV.

Garrett Byrnes…

And Garrett Byrnes bike box…(remember how the old T-1 Garrett frames had the welded on seat?).

A good moment behind T-1. Lucero on the ramp for the 2nd or 3rd time. Always a good way to bring the Austin family together for a night.Bass player is up chilling on the deck on the left side of the photo.

Sandy and me as little rodent kids.

Jamie McParland rocks some freestyle segwaying.

The mini in Van’s garage was so absurd. Jason Enns and John Heaton try to figure it out.

The big wheels we had at T-1 were so fun! Kort and Sheps putting them through their paces.

Neil and Roscoe enjoyig the ride.

The orginal incarnation of the T-1 ramp was so simple.

Thanks to Ryan Corrigan and Paul Buchanan the first big change materialized.

Man, that fresh Hemp-Lite Skatelite on the back section used to look so clean! Over the years its weathered and looks the same as the normal stuff.

Ron Kimler looking pretty 70’s with the hair-do.

Sophie was a cat who lived at the office and hated Roscoe.

I was staying out at Woodward West all alone one off season when there was a knock at my door late at night. When I opened the door this guy was there.

This is one of my favorite Roscoe photos… he’s the blur on the right in the middle of a half flip frisbee catch.

I miss having a film camera for moments like this. There’s something about film that digital just doesn’t capture huh?

What looks like a blurry mess is actually the brightest northern lights display I’ve ever seen. Somewhere in Wisconsin.

Roscoe wallride at height.