I haven’t been posting a lot but I hope to change that. Here is an image of Dave W getting tattooed by our friend, Matt Evans, out in Fort Collins, CO. I had flown home for the holidays to visit friends and family then drive my car out to California. Dave came with me on this trying journey and has a beastly memento to remember it by.

I had seen a lot of important people during my short visit home, but seeing Dave was different since we last saw each other 2 years ago. I lived with this fucker, we drank together, he taught me how to roll cigarettes, we raged out to music together, we talked about the future and stumbled home together. We inspired each other. After graduation we went our separate ways and then here we were with nothing to do but drive for hours, talk about the in-between times and figure out my car problems. Our reunion and departure wasn’t like the others I had seen. His life had only grown more interesting since 2009, moving to Brooklyn and working in TV/Film. More importantly there were no awkward goodbyes, only excitement for the times ahead. 

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Last March I embarked on a cross country road trip in a Volkswagen Rabbit with my two best friends of all time. Our first stretch a 25 1/2 hour trek from Niagara Falls, NY to Leadville, CO. We each took five hour driving shifts which was just enough time to run the gas tank to E. This photo was taken around 10 am in our friend Kevin’s living room after Mat’s passed out and slammed his head on the bathtub. The combination of the highest altitude of a town in North America and the slanted angle of the living room made it an interesting nap.

My head hurts just seeing this post

Was this guys name Rocky? I can’t remember. Ben’s asleep, I’ll ask later. 

We met this guy through a friend of Ben’s. His name is Cliff, or Clint…I can’t remember. He is a glass blower in Boulder, CO and makes a living doing so. He was a pretty swell guy and let us watch him work for a bit.