blood bath

september nineteenth, last night at buck's:

i was far too drunk and sweaty to be taking pictures, maybe that's why i didn't realize i took two from the exact same angle. scott strolled over and shook my camera saying "gimme that hasselblad!" which is why the lights look all squiggly in the first; looks cool nonetheless.

i had a fucking blast skating the ramp one last time, shoulda jumped in while this exposure was going. i'm gonna miss buck's, good luck in new york dudes.