Saturday, September 12, 2009
Saturday, everyone said they wanted to go skate but then no one answered their phone all day (except Keaton, who was busy with other stuff). So, I got really bored and decided to skate downtown by myself.

I was so bored, I resorted to taking pictures of my shoes.

Just a boring photo of a street.

Then, Hays (not Hayes) called me and invited me to dinner.


It was Kris Nelson's (the guy in the photo with the beard) going away party. I've only met Kris a total of two times. All his closest friends were there and me (the one random dude no one knew). All these photos were shot after an adult beverage at 1/2 a second (hence the slight blurriness). I didn't know that boring (as well as being out of place) could be so fun.