One year ago today, I woke up in severe pain. Went to the emergency room and was diagnosed with cancer. I had surgery the very next day. Today, I had a CT scan for a routine check up and (as far as I know) I'm still cancer free. Also, today is me and Karlee's eleven month anniversary. Today is already a better day than it was a year ago. Here's a crappy scan of a self-portrait on "Cancer Day 2008".

Dear Diary,

Every skateboard video has a pigeon in it. It goes back to Memory Screen probably and all that random found super 8mm footage. Swainston and I were talking about how pigeons (rats with wings) are a metaphor for travel. They're everywhere you go. Hemingway used to catch them in the Jardins De Luxembourg in Paris and eat them. 17 grams of protein. Hemingway was on the Atkins diet long before anyone I guess. Here's a photo of a pigeon at a spot Dave, Weston and I were skating a few months ago:

"If people could skate as good as their personality, Joe Brook would be skater of the year." -Aaron Meza, Slap Magazine 1997