EPICLY TRIFE

Took it to a nearby pool in Turlock..

P-Stone with a hyphon was there pointin' out...

The Kilgore sighting...

The ol' pickle lover, Cranston...

Navarrette-wise...

Corpsey sighting...

Royce destroyed as usual...

A. Horn had fs pivots all day long...

Corpsey cam???

The ol' go to for Navs...

Then A. Horn shut it down with a huge carve over the light and the stairs for a free ticket to Bad Brains and free drinks all night...

Ladies and gentleman, it's HR!!!

Bad Brains putos!!!

No back flips for HR, just mellow strummin'...

But they played all the jams, and Navs snuck in right as they played the song Shed covers, Banned in DC...

Then we took it to Delurk where we ran into BroDell...

Now, I know I always say this; but this guy is DEFINITELY my favorite blogger...

Sallyfornia and Mira Off The Wall were there too...

Dance party USA...

"We're half way there..."

Drehobl was mesmerized...

Last call car bombs, no big deal...

Salut!!!

"Bacon dog-wise, I'll take two..."

Almost as good as the fish tacos back home at OB...

No hangovers tomorrow, just ass torture...

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Looks like Knuckle got a new I-Phone. You know what his browser's home page is...

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LCD Soundsystem...

Went here for lunch Fat Friday wise - Ginch knows what the sign says...

Then to the Shoreline for some LCD Soundstem...

Ran into Evan from Juxtapoz and his special lady friend...

The show was in Mountain Brew,CA...

Then Arcade Fire headlined...

"With my lighning bolts a-glowin' I can see where I am goin'..."

Sallyfornia hooked up the tickets and epic transportation with the sick tunes. I think we played gangsta rap the whole ride down...

There was a lot of hand clapping...

Becker secretly loves Arcade Fire...

Hyphy moment of the night...

This one's for Pensyl...

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Started off the night saying farewell to the Giants for 2007 and goodbye to Mr. Bonds...

Giants fan por vida putos...

Then str8 to Thee Parkside to see this guy shred...

Asia and Sandy woman'd the bar...

It's Duane Fuckin' Peters, duh...

Timmy Jak-off was there...

Gumby-wise...

The wheel chair shred got turned up so high...

Dude got sent flyin'...

Duane's got some pretty epic antics stage presence wise...

And some epic back set-ups...

Fuck, he's pretty much set, set-up wise...

Shut It Down Fremont!!!

Harsh Barge's biggest fan...

Hals and K-Sul...

No big deal...

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Sal Francisco's lookin' so New York these days...

Started off with a fine photo exhibit by Mr. Joe Brook, photo editor extraordinaire over at the Slap magazine project...

P-Stone and Momma Stone were in the house...

Salba's already losing his mind over seeing Bad Brains this Sunday...

Bro-Card was taking lots of notes...

Cover Boy Cranston with the very first Harsh Barge...

Then straight to Ten Years of TG...

How the fuck does he do it? The guy has his own photo exhibit and still manages to make it out to TG's gig to shoot photos. Hardest working photograher out there kids...

Sal Francis Lo...

Tommy fuckin' Guerrero putos!!!

Then it was a hop skip and a jump to Sally's favorite spot in SF...

Just like old times???

Why wouldn't you want to move to NY???

Extreme poll dancing...

Sean G in the house with a frosty brew and some wierdness...

No big deal...

BFF

Carbombs maricon! That lead to...

This...

Errrr....

She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lo...
L.O.... Looooooooo

After watching somebody get stabbed with a screwdriver at El Farolito, we ran into this pile...

"Dudes, do you know this guy... He's fuckin laterd!"

"I love Harsh Barge!!!"

Obviously we had to get him home...

Blackie Lawless rocked chaufeur status...

We got to the Newell house and this hippy jumped out and started yelling how much he loves art...

Straight to Dancin' in the Street vectors...

The Texas two-step turned Backside boneless, shit was bonkers...

Then John climbed up and woke up Frankie...

Blogtastic...

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Welcome to NYC baby!!!

this note made my heart warm up


sorry T. for breaking your Tracy Morgan Mug...
the vowling alley is the new hot spot on thursday nights





we called it a night...Saturday murdered me

ricky showed up with a busted lip

Blairwear could not stop crying

i was going for it!!


angela kept getting tips...??

i think Damo thought it was his Bday

man down...it's the COOK OUT!!

the ginch was over it

is it fathers day??


the end

all photos and words: The Outlaw

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If you saw this dude holdin' these two zines, which one would you choose???

The birds are really into Lowcard these days...

Back patio bar was open...

Neckface pins are so hot right now...

But not as hot as Silo chonies holmes...

How dare you Asia! Wait no, this is Lowcard...

Three's wise, Carlsbad couldn't take home any singles due to Janet's hot hand...

The next day there was a non Lowcard junk jam at a spot in the park I had never been...

"Dude have you been to that new park in..."

Full on horse snooze scenario...

Noah Peacock reppin' the newly opened Mission skateshop...

While Stone Cold Clemoff repp'd his new cast...

Ringer and Flap Jack on point...

That's Noah P and Eric J kids...

Cheers mate...

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The little guy's about to start walking...

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We got the crew together and went to Buca for Josie's 21st bday...

Frida Kahlo came along...

Schmit-stache...

Toadly Stache'd...

The una-brower...

To all my friends...

Presents wise...

Errrrr...

Chili con Josie...

Single tear...

We had a male stripper, no big deal...

Tiramisu baby!!!

Corpsey sighting, dude's still on China time, jetlag wise...

Trife art at the bar...

"Want to be in my gay zine?"

Wait til you hear the story on this one...

Sully down!!!

Ramondizzle was in Russia, but his present was used all night-Here's some of the Outlaws Leica magic:

Los trés banditas

Kelly's Korner...

Corpstache...

Mrs Scraglestache...

StacheTori Nick...

Magnet Stache...

Toadly Maggie May...

Lo and Slow...

Straight to Harsh Barge...

Mira hearts the Trife...

Retards gone mental. Speaking of Mental, Yo Staba, what's up with some coozie photo insentive, we're hypin' the fuck out of your coozie bro. Lets collaborate on some new shite...

Ok, here's a hint. Corpsey pretty much pulled a Ginzo...

Toadly ZZ Schmit...

Blood Wizard wise...

the end

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Putos gone wild at Gay.S.R.

Woke up to some bro-brah gear in the lobby...

This was me for about 24 hours...

These two angels showed up around noon to keep me entertained...

BAD SHIT!

Trixie posted up with the Shit list...

Straight to House of Suck...

Schmitty Davidson...

KOTR champs???

No big deal...

Green Room bitches!!!

Trixie con Leche at sound check...

Jeff and the Duff-man...

Baca and Phelps...

Errrr....

The next Silo ad...

Blook Wizard Gustav....

Bro-card with BK, Julia and Booze-n-Tits...

Under age couldn't get you in even if you were on one of the teams. David Reyes got fucked....

"We made it!"

"We are the champions!"

Bad Shit happening...

Luda Markus and Hitzler...

The Kid groping on some Kyle Berard tit action...

Big White was there holdin' it down...

It was Beer-Thirty all night long...

Man down! Find Navarrette and Ben Schroeder...

This dude got dragged by his feet to the street...

Daewon was even in the pit, shit was going off putos...

Mr. and Mrs. Bro-card...

Chicks with casts could end up being the new fixed gear...

Tio, tio, es Roberto Aleman y Leticia-VALOR maricons!!!

Then Nihilist came out and played cover songs for close to four days, they might still be shredding. "This next one is a Slayer song and if you dont know the words, get fucked!"

The OB bro's were there, duh...

Pat Duffy, Rhino, and Cranston-these bro's want in the next Harsh Barge...

Navarrette with a somebody...

Navarrette with three nobody's, notice the disappointed look on his face...

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Just think if Rob gave more notice, maybe more then his immediate friends would show up...

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What you can't tell about this front board of Jamie Thomas is that he's riding an old Gator board with Gullwing trucks and Krypto wheels...

First dude I saw in SD was NagaGnarGnar...

So I fed him a taco, no bigs...

The IPhone hooked up the directions to the Chief's layer...

The exhausted Broach was fully mulleted...

Inside the Blind van...

Creager shows Phelps his new Thrasher set-up...

Our guy really went for it hair dont wise...

P-Stone's a true P.I.M.P.

But Foundation's David Reyes ended up winning the points...

Inside the Chief's layer complete with logos...

A shirtless Pedro was their for full inspection...

P-Stone, Chris Troy, and Rhino....

Barrel jump contest was fuckin' epic...

The Nuge ended up tying and taking it to sudden death, but Slash prevailed...

The Creative Director won some dough...

Dawes was grumpy as usual...

Double Jake vision-Duncombe got MVP, dude killed it...

We grabbed the KOTR tapes and headed back. Last call I ran into the Outlaw, it had been way too long chica...

Mira Off The Wall and Pensyltration were there too...

This dude works for CSS and I think we convinced him to start carrying TRIFE shirts...

Whoa, whoa, whoa-we weren't asking for all that...

Sharkey sighting...

I'd say only at ASR, but not for Sharkey...

ASR sucks. Its basically either dudes trying to fight, or gettin arrested for doing stupid shit like driving the wrong way down a one way street headed towards a cop-now that's later'd...

Back at the hotel room Novak had some crazy antics-what happens at ASR leaks all over the world fast, you probably already know...

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The Blktop Project got their groove on last week at Minna. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Im catchin' up here...

You know, the Blktop Project-they got legends like Ray Barbee and Matt Rodriguez in the band...

SF's favorite son, Tommy Guerrero lays the bass lines...

Dude from the Broun Fellinis was there blowin' it...

M.Rod played a mean bongo...

Ray gets his groove on guitar-wise...

So yeah, Blktop Project grooved it baby...

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Doing it all over again on Saturday...

Tony E. from Matix stoped by for business talk

Later that after noon game of skate kicked off...Duffel had front row tickets...

Not VIP seats

Erica from active had semi VIP seats

The LC crew Mandreas and Marsh where taking care of business right from their seat...

The House of Suck hosted the KOTR party...

Phelps awarded a clothed Bill Weiss and the Blind team with first place...

Yo Nuge, you're on Foundation bro...

As soon as the ceremony was over Bad Shit took to the stage

And Bad Shit happened...

Then this guys killed it (awesome wise)

Nihilist from San Diego headlined and shredded, cover-wise...

Shred-wise...

Born to Brokeback...

I went home early and passed out waching TV so my friend Tony decided to take a picture...F'N TURD!! -The Outlaw

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This year i decided to join Lowcard on their first trip down San Diego as retailer for ASR's yearly waste of time for people that have no business being there..but this year was an exception, the KOTR party with Bad Shit, game of skate and lot's of drunk assholes...could not have asked for a better time. -The Outlaw Josie Whales

Lowcard shares a small space with Ben Davis...for now

100% Pensyltration muggin' it up...

Working the LC booth...

Silo!!!

Mandreas and Magnetically Bro-card...

A cleaned up version of the Mic with Pedro...

Lowcard's huge in Japan...

Gearin' up to get down at Gay.S.R...

Hey, where did all the lags go???

Later that afternoon we all went over to the Circa party...

Free food and booze...

Miligan was on the scene...

So was Mary Jane

Nick you bastard give me a hug!!

That night CCS's Craig took us all out for a bloody steak and lot's of expensive wine bottles..."Best fucking dinner I had in years" -Duffle

A broken down Duffel ain't afraid of some oyster...

Chris was not too sure about our deluxe selection of raw oysters..

C.O.W.? Mira half flashed me after consuming 1/2 a dozen oysters...

Thanks for the $2000 dinner

On our way to our next drinking spot we ran into epicly NoNeck, Schmitty...

No free drinks tonight...

Gettin' later'd with mi reina, Senora Reija...

Rob, Pedro, and Penasyln...

The next day (saturday) Lowcard had shit down at the trade show...part 2 coming soon

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Back in SF for a minute, I met up with this crew at the Zietgeist Labor Day Bloody Mary Fest...

PBRwise...

Toad was feeling horse shoes...

So we bounced to Dyke beach...

Toad was claimin' ringer status...

K-Sul thought she was bowling...

This is just a point...

Now that's a ringer!!!

Sofia and K-Sul go over some strategies...

Lo and behold, we took it to the 5 for post "I kick ass at horse shoes" celebratory vectors...

Janet's mom was in town raging with us, no big deal...

Scorpio fest is coming and Janet's ready...

Later'd wise...

Toadly ZZ situaish...

Can someone buy Toad that Mac for dummies book so he'll quit callin me for tech support.

We came to Van Ness house to break some rules...

Strubing was going mental...

This is the house that skate celebs such as Cairo Foster, Elias Bingham, Justin Strubing and even Seth Cheeks at one time shared a house with real estate master, Pete Thompson...

Now it looks more like an indoor version of Dyke Beach...

Ethan cut out as soon as we got there, why wouldn't he???

So yeah, it was a party...

Bingham was in the house, dude's got a skate shop goin in Austin these days with Jake Nunn...

And I told him I was gonna photoshop out that A's hat, see I can be nice...


Emmanuel Stubzman...

I really dropped the fuckin ball on this one. Looks like I might need a vacay. Bro's I swear to god, Ginzo was in SF and we had a good day catching up and shit, but for some reason my shutter finger never caught his mug on my memory card. Good to see you my man, hopefully it won't be so long til our next encounter. I'm out to GAY.S.R. - wish me luck!

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My last day in Beer City (where you can't buy beer after 9pm outside a bar), so I took it down by the water...

This one's for Chet...

This one's for Hitz...

After finding myself circling Milwaukee for about an hour, I finally decided to check out the museum...

I can get artsy from time to time...

Then for the main attraction...

I got to be honest with you, I love fish...

And I'm out. If this post wasn't that exciting, think how I felt...

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I caught my cat checkin' the Trife. -Sofia

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The KOTR came to Milwaukee...

Speaking of dreams, this is Cream City putos...

Where The Fuck Is The Muska...

This is how I roll...

Mystery guest-wise...

Another park to sweat at before noon...

Haney-wise, dude brought a fuckin' parachute with him...

Kasper-wise; he just brought the Lord...

Then the Blind team showed up. James Craig is an avid Trife fan, no big deal...

Suski and the Zoo crew showed up con juevos...

Yo Broach dont look away, this is your first time on the Trife maricon!

Burnett had to break it to Svitak that he'd be back with Rhino and the Label boys...

P-Stone's two vices...

Chris Troy...

Chuggin' brews, breaking boards, Kasperholics.com fool...

Whitefish Montana's magical man, Mr. Sierra Fellers...

The crowd was hyped?

The Phelper signin' autographs...

Dr. Z...

Lance Halen...

Ricky Oyola signing yo...

Cream City loc's...

"This is what happens when you black out and try and skate home..."

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This pretty much sums up our day to a tee...

Ran into the road dog, P-Stone trying to get some points at Cream City skatepark...

Duh, of course he had a cold one-check the label fool...

Alfaro-wise...

This dunny got up with his Brew Jay...

Joe Brook-wise; possible future look of Slap's tour van...

Our tour guide was the one and only, Mr. Gluehead...

Miller park. Their baseball teams name is the fuckin' Brewers-HELLO

Showed up at 4 Seasons at opening...

Their outdoor zone...

The indoor zone...

This is how I would have shot it if this was for Slap...

This is where I put on a clinic...

Wait, that's not me; that's Gluehead!

Then we took it to Lake Michigan. Sorry for the shitty panoramic, Im in super multi task mode though, so no time for my normally epic photoshop work...

Lake Michigan's water quality apparently not so good...

These folk didn't give a fuck...

Neither did this dude...

Solomon Juneau has his own statue over looking the lake. All he did was discover the fuckin' town, no big deal...

I need loads of this...

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