Elementary my dear boys.

A ledge spot, once again. This place lies at Milwaukee and Belmont for anyone who reads this blog, if that even happens. Just jokes.

Remix.

Dorian Byrd makes a mash up of a recent photo. Well done dog, well done.

Something Wicked

Ryan and Jackson and I made an early run out to Roselle today, bailing completely on a standing agreement with a some others for a nightcap (some of us, it seems, have jobs?). Then this black storm of death came at us from the west, heaving mightily into view before sobbing upon us like a heartbroken sow. The winds did whip. The kids did scurry. And we packed it in and made for the Portillos in Bloomingdale.

Runways

There's really no accounting for taste, is there. Here we find Ryan and Stu throwing caution and rumor to the wind, dressing twinlike and slamming themselves into our spot du jour, the updated Ravenswood wall.
And then these guys don't dress alike at all! But they're happy, aren't they? Cutie pie fuckers stalking the season's biggest surprise in the sunlight. Piotrowski pow-wow.
Elsewhere, Ryan's board caught the ugly end of his shoe drop. Extreme focus.
But don't think for a second that happy faces are all we share. Lest we be called gleeful assholes! Here Dan and Dave model miens slightly thuggier during one more Ravenswood party. And hoo boy did Ryan get himself a trick, and so did his board live to see another day! Let's go camping!

Older guy.

Happy Birthday Dan! We like ya here around this place.

Hyding Out

Dorian and I skated around Hyde Park a couple weekends ago. We don't have much to show and tell other than this drop-in pictured here...which I kind of forced him to do.

Honorable Mention

Jesse and Bob of the Beerics doubled up on The Skateboard Mag's most recent Photofile. Peep it!