STOP THE PLANE! SOMEONE FORGOT THEIR BACON!!

This is what I flew down to SNA to checkout, but more about that later

Fuck it deleted the Grecco pic. I hate throwing people under the bus but dude was a dick to the kids at the Deathwish signing

Keepin it REAP at Furnace!

Oh and I saw these dudes

And all the little dudes were so hyped on getting autographs that I got hyped and wanted some too, but I didn't have a board or hat or anything, so I just had 'em sign my beer can. I had crushed the can though, to fit it in my bag, so I was scurd to bring it through TSA cuz it could be considered a weapon of supremely awesome magnitude, so my aunt is mailing it back to me. Who gets a crushed beer can in the mail? That's right dude, me.

"They don't make the SBs in 5-1/2, I'm telling you!" Said the jerk to my new blaz00rz

OK Back to this shit. Pro Tec getdown with the get down. Shoulda got a pic with Nikki - thanks girl!!! So rad. Also Jim's twitter has become its own phenomenon.

Cowabunga dude!

Before I forget - File under things that SUCK: Hot Skates

Hey it's the Captain & Casey Bro-w

I am neither a skilmer or a skatographer, so I apologize for the Ultimate Crap status of the photos/vid.

Some of this happened

And some of this happened

And a little bit of this.

So many hotdogs, so little time. Uh... Literally, I'm talking BBQ situation, get your fucking mind out of my gutter. 

Headed over to Jack's to stop by the Dyrdek signing to pick up an autograph and etc. I dropped the fattest deuce at the sports bar next door. File under things that SUCK: Huntington Beach. Dyrdek is like the 3 Jonas brothers in 1, but for skateboarding. Everyone there was a fucking 12 year old girl. With real tears. Dude was super nice though.

And then I was off! Headed to Newport Beach to see my aunt, and one of my cousins happened to be in town, too.

Anyway the event was, as if I needed to state the obvious, super rad. I was really stoked to be there and see it go down. Word to all the rad people I met.

Just got my sweet new ID in the mail, don't stare at it too long, the explosion of sexy butterflies might swarm into your retinas and burn them out forever, and then the last thing you would see in your natural life would be my sweet ID photo. Not a bad way to go, but I'm sure there's like some episodes you just Tivo'd that you'd be bummed if you couldn't catch up on.

In other news, I still look like this. When I'm not busy looking like a bum.

That was the last 48 hours in as many pictures as I remembered to take. Gotta cut this short, I have a million and one things that came up this weekend that are beyond my ability to sort out right now. I really need some sleep.

Side-side note: This new VS bra I've been rockin is so supremely ultimate. My boobs get to hang out in heaven all day. Get carried around on one of those... what do you call it... the lounge chair thing that Pharoahs get to ride around on, and people carry them. You couldn't just ride a lounge chair up to the Drive Thru lane, but they can. It's that serious.

Side-side-side note: A moth just flew into my room and into my head. RUDE!