Tuesday, March 17, 2009

is $1000 worth one picture?

A picture worth 1000 words? $1000 dollars to do my recovery?
Do you remember when we were all friends? And spent late nights wandering around, talking about strange things and stranger dreams? Do you remember when everyone was in on every joke, and a disrespecting remark was a disrespecting act to everyone?

Back before address changes and attitude changes? Back before everyone got tougher and evidently stupider? When the phrase "the realest" meant something to everyone, not just those that coined the phrase.

Back when it was 100+ degrees in that shitty hovel with 300+ people hopping around like idiots because there was nothing better on a Saturday night. And I don't mean nothing better like our lives were boring, I mean, it was something we all looked forward to all week long?


Yeah, I remember those days.

And I don't have the pictures to remember them by.

2 comments:

  1. yes, yes i do. i like our trips to boulder and am happy i found your blog. i am gonna lurk the fuck out of you haha.

    -kyle

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