i left camp today amongst evil directors and two days of rain. my phone has developed a fun trick where i can hear people but they cant hear me [woohoo]. right now im in maryland about 30 minutes from my birthplace and i have been playing with the smallest fat dog i’ve ever seen. i’ll be here from 2.5 weeks then back to camp for 2 days then to everywhere from binghampton ny, to canada, to michigan, to yes.

wesley willis died, go to the alternative tentacles site i guess.

ok, here is a quick rundown of one of the best days[or 2, but technically 1] of my life:
1. wake up at 10:00 a.m. friday 8-23, ready to work at 1 p.m. until 8:30, then go one a one day trip to philladelphia.
2. learn that i dont have to work until 5p.m. also learn that saxton has never met the girl[form philly] whos house we will be staying at, and only knows her online.
3. ride my bike for 4-5 hours.
4. go to work and have a small class and slow open time, get done over an hour early.
5. take a shower, stuff spare clothes and my sleeping bag into my backpack.
6. [roughly 9:p.m.] gather up joe, andy, ryan, saxton, ben, and jim, load cars and leave for sheetz for gas, a 20 minute drive.
7. [roughly 10:00p.m.] get to sheetz after an unsuccessfull run in with one of PA’s finest, thanks for the $154 ticket.
8. [10:30ish]leave sheets and start the 2 1/2 hour drive to philly.
9. [12:00ish]miss the exit on the toolroad, after some backtracking make it near camden new jersey [not philly mind you] onlinr girls directions suck and we stop at a gas station where a large women loudly wonders why a bunch of “white boys wanna go to camden at this hour?” we begin tyo worry.
10. [1:30 a.m.ish]end up on a road that the girl says is by her house, park at a closed convience store and wait in the parking lot.
11. [2:00ish] girl shows up, and tells us that we are in one of the highest crime rate towns in the country [after we had been yelling at cars and acting like idiots for a half hour].
12. [2:15or so]get to a house go to a room with 8 drunk kids fresh from having a dough fight from the dumpsters behind the bakery across the street. one girl is wasted, kneeling on the floor trying to find the spots that she was steping on while wearing shoes covered in dog shit. [one of the funniest moments i have ever witnessed].
13. after an hour of dough, shit, and arguing, we forego sleep and head to a diner and are nearly kicked out for moving tables, eating sugar and jam, throwing lemons, and eating food off other tables.
14. head acroos the walt whitman bridge and go to FDR skatepark at 5:00 a.m. there are already people there and through some odd twist we know most of them.
15. ride for 3-4 hours.
16. split into sleepers and riders, sleepers back to jer5sey, riders into downtown philly. park, ride around trying to find pats and genos cheesesteaks, i get a flat and loose out on a lack of veggiesteaks that we were all told existed. while some eat, me and andy start walking the 10 blocks to find a bike store. andy says “we should hurry so they aren’t closed when we get there,” we then remember that it is only 10:30a.m. get there and are told the they don’t lend out tools or even a tire pump, i start walking 10blocks back and hurt my foot kicking the bikeshops door. one hour later tire is fixed.
17. see philly stuff [independence hall, liberty bell] head to city hall and love park, ride love for an hour or so, fall asleep lying on the ground hugging my bike in downtown while some go to find the rocky stairs.
18. [2:00p.m.] wake up and head back to jersey, sleep for 30 minutes, go to taco bell then to some rich kids house to ride a ramp. i wasnt wearing shoes so feet felt slimey, in addition to sleeping on the ground this adds up to being really smelly.
19. [7:00ish]head to x-ga[y]mes parkin north philly, snag some free year passes to all their parks and ride until 11:00p.m.
20. make numerous wrong turns and get back to woodward at 4:00a.m. sleep
21. wake up 11 hours later.

if every day was like this for the rest of my life i would die happy, and most likely prematurelly.

ok, whats up…my friend got 7th place in the x-games (morgan wade, bike park/street)and it was one of the coolest things i ave witnessed cause he is so friendly and good that he deserves everything that will come of it. plus jamie bestwick finally made it to win vert and every one at camp is crazy. back woods antics are in full swing with regular rope swing trips to hang with drunken hillbillies. then they chase us to camp and want to fight us at night. somebody ripped a fawns head off with their mini van last night too.harold hunbter from the film “kids” is here and as always he’s hella funny.just about as funny as jumping mountain bikes at walmart at 3:00 a.m. while wearing hunter orange ski masks and not getting caught.

for some reason, the sound of rain falling on a metal roof causes me to have apoctaliptic visions before i even fall asleep. all of the hair on my head is gone save a slightly hilter-esqe moustache [for which i might have to loose it]. also my bike went from ultra flat to really shiny blue and green. it rains here everyday and sucks but the people a ruling so that makes up for it. i think im gonna bum around the east coast until october then go back to colorado and save money to move to d.c in the beginning of 2004. im not sure about living in the capitol cqaquse everyone expects you to have a political opinion on ev ery subject and most oftyen i don’t care.

layter