I got lucky and Vans flew me to NYC to blog about the Maloof Money
Cup... last minute they bought me a plane ticket but said it was too
late to get me a room
at the hotel cause everything was booked, so Robin was like "How about
I get you cash instead of a room?" Hell yes! Then I rolled
with the crew from the airport
to the hotel anyway to save on cab fare. Then it turns out
a bunch of Vans skaters were staying other places, Dustin was staying
in Flushing to avoid the temptations
of Ludlow st, Alex was staying with Gonz, and Gilbert Crockett missed
his flight. So I took Gilbert's room. The funny thing was
when Gilbert finally got to town,
he stayed somewhere else as well! So I had my own room for 4
nights while the pro skaters were 3 to a room, plus I got cash... lucky
breaks
Free shoes!
Pile room... this room was directly above my room so I definetly heard
some crazy shit around sun up
crumb snatchers
Johnny, Anthony and Keegan
Greg
Olson out on the street
then I walked over to the Fish to see what I've been missing
since I moved to LA. But this weekend it was an invasion of
Maloofers
Dustin can't avoid temptation, he just ended up spending way more on
taxis
