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Dustin said it was time for me to go home.

So after a delayed flight that sat on the runway for 5 hours, it was good to see Nate and Ashley are still completely normal.

Also good to see Tricia’s sad birthday pose, probably cause BOB kept popping her balloons.

Hittin’ the streets again, we skated a spot where Shimizu was playing some jams the whole time, he should play guitar at all the sessions, that would be the shit.

Muska sighting! Since he lives in NY now it’s always cool to see him. Chad was in town for his new shoe release, which meant party time at Factory 413.

Muska + free tacos!? Enough to get Braydon and Hami at the party.

Twuan made it back from OZ alive too! Twuan and Herm keepin’ it G.

Free beer!? Expect a Tamales renegade.

Chad and TK keepin’ it classy. I was joking with TK about how he was tied with Lizard to be the OZ trip photo MVP, he was like, “I’m trying to get that raise dude!”

Then Bob made me go to some bars.

What perfect way to end this then Shelby’s beer chug mall grab?

Two Headed Horse HQ throws good parties, I kind of never liked Melcher’s elbow so I’m only donating $2.50.

I’ve learned that meat pies in OZ are more popular than pizza in the states. Bo Mate crushing a steak and mushroom treat.

Also learned that the pubs in Sydney kill it. Push up drinking contests?

Enough bar photos, time to shred with my favorite Devil Spawn, Dustin lined up a gnarly crew to go skate.

Like the talented Dane Burman. Be sure to check his new part in the Zero video, insane.


Next thing we know we’re skating with the Chief. Heavy.

And then Lizard started destroying spots so hard he gave himself a concussion.

What happened? Did I land it?

Where were we skating before this?

Did I even land on my board? Where were we skating before this? Did I already ask that?

Ended the night with an amazing dinner at Dollin’s.

At which point Lizard was forced to take the first bath he’s had in probably years. He’s doing fine, even remembers his name now. *Antwuan advises this photo needs a “no homo” disclaimer added to the caption. Don’t worry he’s got shorts on, it is Dustin’s special outside bathtub which is kinda like a hotub.



Ever wonder what’s in Dustin’s attic?


Back to the states in the morning, thanks to all the homies and the pubs in Oz, I drank enough in 3 weeks to kill 15 men. Time to get back on the plane though, I really miss my Yankee bastard friends too.

I’m beginning to uncover clues regarding the Australia bat tat correlation.

They swarm out from the parks in the trees every night and are HUGE. Bigger than any pigeon in sight.

Still haven’t seen a kangaroo, but the bats are everywhere.

I’ll work on getting an epic bat swarm picture, these don’t do them justice.

We went to club 77 to see Tim’s band play. We saw a Spanky clone there.

The Disbelievers shredded.

Ever see someone shave 20 years off their face?

Big thanks too Dustin and Shelly for letting us stay, heard our crew can be a handful…

Drink hard and live life tonight, for tomorrow we shred until we’re dead.

We got a pretty tough life down under, Dustin’s been taking us to some real sketchy neighborhoods.