Archive for August, 2011

20. Disappointed, not surprised… (2004)

Fuckin’ California(ns).

I was stepping out to cross the street in a very upscale shopping area by my house when an extremely old woman tripped on the curb and fell flat on her face right beside me. I mean flat; No hands out, no head turn.

I dropped the bag I was holding, hustled over to her, and carefully picked her up. She couldn’t have weighed 75-80 pounds; I have a medicine ball that weighs nearly as much as she did.

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Handmade. (Picture- 1994)

“…to my friends, and the ones I’ve fought, a special place left in my heart. Those days are gone, man, but they’re not forgot.” – Judge