Everyone is well aquatinted with the phrase, “all good things come to an end.” But it seems like in skateboarding, most careers do not see the start of their demise until the given culprit is approaching the 21 mark, where they become accustomed to the high life embodied by beer, liquor, weed, pills, hoes and occasionally heroin. New York recently began to feel the pain when one of our most promising upstarts (meaning he could do things besides front shoves and 180s over trash cans) was lost to a life of decadence forever.

This past weekend went something like this: Thursday night BD was spotted outside of the Fish (at approximately 11PM, mind you), screaming “I got dat Switch Mike ID.” Friday night, the words “BD RULES” were found etched in front of some other trashy Avenue C place. Saturday night, after all of these situations begin to point towards a new, dark chapter in BD’s career, I hear, “I saw BD in Lit the other night…by himself.”

Fake IDs, the leading killer of careers in New York.

John Roman updated his site with legitimate photographs.

Stick Up Kids posted one of my favorite internet skate clips in a while, with a selection of really good, and seldom seen spots, in addition to a somewhat inferior to the original, but still welcome change of pace song selection.

Quote of the Week: Zack Malfa-Kowaski: “Did you get that board at the mall?”
Hippie Save-the-Whales Liberal White Girl on a Cruiser Board: “No, Paragon.”