*Just a warning. This post is the longest. This consist of 2 trips to Phila and one of them off to NY. Lots of reading, but some suprises*

I went to Philly twice. The First mission was to get a pair of Jordan 5 grapes son, to get a real glipse of the city, and to hang out with the Exclusive™ brother Mike. Wish the J’s came out a week after so I could have seen brand, but this is what the next visit is for. Anyway to the story.

The last time I went to Philly, I really didn’t get to see the city. We went to Ubiq, the mall, Boarderline skatepark, a Philly Cheesesteak spot, Mike’s room, and the best convenient store in the world Wawa.
I arrived on Wednesday night missing the 1st part of Project Runway, but instantly catching up with the encores shown. Woke up early and ended up going with Mike and on the first agenda went straight to . I thought I would be able to get some work done while I was there, but I was extremely exhausted from the three days before with the lack of sleep I had been getting and almost fell asleep looking for tattoo ideas.

Later that night we ended up going to going to the Boarderline session. I forgot that Murda was there and seeing the homies and the youngin’ were inviting, even when I was mad rusty. Kilgore had to represent to the fullest along with Selwin, Malik Kamara, and the Kelsos.

The next day Mike went to work while I slept in. I was beat and didn’t wake up until 11. I stayed in watching TV and walking to Wawa to get some ice cream and a chicken sandwich. They were my pick up of the day.

Mike came home later and he was beat also. He took a little power nap. Later on we headed over to Neglected Truth to see the homies…round 2. This was my first time in the shop and I can say it’s one of the nicest classiest shop I’ve seen.

Mad hotboys were in full effect. It was good seeing Majette again and Killgore rocked the house with shants. We went to the basement and peeped the new screenprinter that looked like they’ve been there for a good while cause it was dusty as shit.

Nothing really got settled with the screenprinter, but we kind of settled what we were going to do that night, which was to get some bomb burritos and to watch The Science of Sleep since everywhere except NY and LA were able to watch that movie a week before.

We went to the burrito place which was called the Joint in which their theme was based on their burrito looking like a joint with a roach holding it. Kinda creepy, but the burrito with potatoes, cheese, and chicken was to die for. I’m actually jonesing for as I’m typing this.

It was Showtime™, but Majette had to bounce, but Anthony came with Mike, Jill, and I. Majette would later meet with us later that night.

The movie was excellent. I actually want to go watch it again, which I was suppose to do this weekend, but completely forgot. Anyway, we drop Jill to her car back in front of Rios’ house and we headed out to the infamous Jimmy Shuda’s house. This was my first time meeting his wife and Giappo himself Jeff Fredricks. Majette was there drunk and Selwin was chillin’. Also, Jimmy didn’t know I was coming yet he happen to wear a prtmn shirt, but as it turns out he just wears that shirt a lot because he doesn’t have anything else to wear. Then we went down to the basement and he showed me his classic LV skates.

We ended up staying there very late and didn’t get to bed til later that night. But we woke up early to stop by Ubiq to help the employees and to give donuts to the kids waiting in line for a pair of their kicks.

Across the street we went to the Starbucks to chill a bit and this dude was rockin a coffee, but fell right asleep.

Unfortunately, some of the pairs accidentally sold early and only the very selected few in the front got their pair. We went to a Kicks USA to get a pair for Rachard, but when we got there the manager accidentally sold the pair he had on reserve for Mike. So he called another store, no dice. I did get to see the Timberland’s Mike designed.

We went to a spot I already forgot the name of and we were in line for a those damn sneaks for damn Rachard. I came here not to stand in line, but whatever.

Fuckin’ Right

We went to Wthn where I finally met the infamous Mason and saw the shop, which was really ill. Lots of people were there coming in and out, but with good reason because the spot is hot. Big ups to Mason and the Wthn family.

It stopped raining, but we really didn’t do anything for a good 4 hours but sit back at Rios’ place and marinated. We were beat and of course Project Runway was being shown. Finally we decided to get boba and to hang out with Jill again and chill at her place. They told me about this Chinese food buffet spot close to where she lives and we hit it up. Although both of them were living the vegetarian lifestyle there were still stuff they could eat.

Buffet kill the shit out of me, so I paced myself to the fullest. I really should practice that when I eat or else I’ll choke next time I’m eating spicy tuna rolls.

If there’s one thing you’ll know about me is that I will eat ice cream no matter how cold it is outside…and give some to the camera man.

…and then I was alone. Well Jill’s there, but she’s a ghost.

I got a weird fortune, but because it was a while back and I’m writing this now, I don’t remember what it was. Basically I just got owned as I always do. God likes to play games with my life.

Went back to Jill’s house to chill and watch how much SNL went down the toilet. We feel asleep by weekend update. Jill and Mike went to the room and I was about to sleep, but I thought why not try and give it a shot and watch the rest of the show. That didn’t work because it made me even more sleepier watching that.

Oh yeah this is Tyler, Jill’s bird. He’s so ill. Mike and Jill started whistling some jams to him and he’ll start bobbin’ his head and whistle along. He’s a true G to me.

The next day was for me to bounce, but before that we dicked around in some pumpkin patch place and at the costume shop and here are the photos.

This shit was funny cause you touch it or whatever and they make this face.

This is for Chris™

giving my homie some love

I forgot what this was called, but it’s ice cream. If you ever hear me complain about me being fat, this is why. Fucking Ice Cream.

I would look harder with sunglasses and without the price tag on the cup.

I will beat the parent that lets their kid wear this.

This was crazy

booyah!

Don’t judge me. I was just trying it on.

Fuck I’m so bad at remembering shit, but this was a spot for Phila Cheesesteaks. Not Pat or Gino’s, but all I remember is that it was on South Street…I think.

umm. yummers

Peace.

————————–ROUND 2———————————–

Back in Philly. Arrived late at night, but I had to get shit done for school.
People in front of me that were annoying the fuck out of me. I was probably annoyed because I had to downgrade my blackberry since I threw my phone and broke the screen.

My cousin and I talk to each other while Project Runway was on. It was a big deal since today was the season premiere. I told Mike not to watch it, but he did tape it (yes, I said tape) we peeped game and at the end were pretty glad about the outcome. My bitch Marilinda is going to be on the Elle cover and I can’t wait.

We woke up early to hit up my favorite place in the world, Wawa. Two hashbrowns, a sausage-esc mcmuffin, and fresh wawa OJ. Hits the spot EVERYTIME. Picked up BrandX who was late, so no Wawa for him and we drove up which was suppose to be a 5 min drive that took 30-40 minutes to pick up Micah.

This is what Micah wrote on my phone testing the typing.

We went to the Mike’s office sat there and did our own thing. Chris took Micah and I to the back to show us some vintage shit he’s checking up you saw on the post below. We also design the latest exclusives™ shirt which we were excited about (well…at least I know I was).

We finally left the office to go pick up the shoes for the event that night. Unfortunately our lunch wasn’t a philly special, but Wendy’s. That week I was eating horribly so I got some salad, but of course topping it with a frosty. But it’s weird cause they have vanilla or choco. Just a warning, vanilla sucks.

We went straight to Neglected Truth to try to make the new Exclusives™ shirt, but due to complications they did were not able to make a debut for the special night. Matt called and said he would be coming late with a special guest who was immediately dubbed the exclusive™ host of the revival edit.

We arrived at the park and not that many kids were there… yet. From what I hear, there are kids there that drove from miles away that were coming in, aside from the NY folks we were expecting. Even Ramelle Knight and the classic Disla clan had to represent. Everything was happening fast, but basically classic NY icon Ron Hunter was the host calling out the kids and who had to represent who’s got the skills to get a free pair of kicks.

Jose Disla, big Mike™, Brandx™, and Majette, with Collin Kelso in the back

Ron showing off the Stabs.

The Exclusives™ are all for the children…like Selwin.

Three kicks: Stan Smiths, AJ 21′s, Air Stabs.

Micha was hella juiced…even though he didn’t bring his skates.

Booyah! Ray Mendez representing.

I’m not giving the play by play, but people were hustlin’. Here’s the results.

John Schmidt won the Stabs

Eric Miller took the AJ 21 PE’s

And my boy Stefan Brandow whom I heard from the vines that he drove 5 hours just to join us got the stan smiths. Big ups to you man, you threw it down.

After the park we had to hit the infamous Wawa again. Rios was getting his dinner since he couldn’t rock Phila cheeses Micah, Matt, Chris and I were going to due to vegetarianism (aahah).

The dudes in the car.

We arrived at Pats and Genos. Mike was telling us that they were rivals and we had to choose which one was better. Micah bought one from Genos, I got one from Pat’s and we split each. Chris and Matt rocked Pat’s.

The cut…

and the exchange.

testing (Wow, in that photo I look like I’m going to throw up).

…and then this guy. Fucking clown.

Uhh ooohhh.

wE™ entering casa de brandx™.

the kicks

…and the shelf.

Those are basically the 2 things to look at in Chris’ house.

Oh yeah and his Exclusive™ wall.

I was drinking coke blak. Chris was wondering what it was and once I told him about the concept of it he had to try it.

The crew…

and unfortunately that was the last time of the ENTIRE WEEKEND we would all be together.

The next morning Mike had a full day of errands to do, so Matt decided to head back to NY and I came with. We arrived in NY just marinating until my girl Gaby hits me up. She had some time to chill before she had a meeting so we kicked it up and down Broadway.

She toured me around her school, which made me feel bad about my school because it looks like shit compared to hers, but then again it is NYU. She particularly showed me around the editing, animation and filming floor.

Before the trip, I told her we had to hit up Uniqlo and I found out that they had moved from February so we ended up walking around until we finally found it. Ended up getting a really cheap sweater that made me look like a filipino farmer…kinda stuntin’ like my daddy.

We walked down back to NYU where she had her meeting, but before we hit a pitstop in at Aldos where she was eyeing a pair of heels since she got to NY back in September. Like any other college students that want something, but don’t have money, they make up excuses saying “She hadn’t bought anything since she got here, so now is the time” and dropped 150 on these. I say it’s a good investment to bring sexy back.

We were suppose to meet up after her meeting but I was cold and didn’t want to go to flight club to drop 230 dollars on a pair of Jordan XI’s (my favorite pair) and called Matt up to see what was happening tonight. He and Netta along with other people that were in the house were watching the Tracy Morgan stand up DVD. Matt told me about it a while back and there are youtube clips of it, but I think it looks better on a big flat screen. I then saw the Kat Williams special, which I was disappointed in.

We then got dressed to head back downtown for The Royal Magazine party. The party was whatever and all I really cared about was hanging otu with Matt and Netta, seeing Lex, the creative director of the magazine, and snagging the mags. The party was “ehh”, but it was cool. We went to another spot that looked like a hot spot where we met up with Bijules. The spot was mad packed and we bounced early, hit up a spot to eat that Netta warned us to only get breakfast only and that the service was the worst. The food wasn’t bad, but then I could have ate anything since that was pretty much my first and last meal of the day.

The next day we woke up pretty late and didn’t do to much until 3 pm where Joey G and his boy Brian were here to film for “Barley Dead”‘s NY interview. We then met Ray Mendez who was a couple of blocks down Matt’s spot in a little diner spot. We head back to Matt’s and then Ray, Brian, and Joey G went downtown to buy mics, so Matt and I waited for Ramelle to come up and do his piece. We were planning on going to Cut and Paste, but that fell through when our filming time was crossing the same path of the event, so we ditched the event.

Ramelle came over, did his piece and bounced with the quickness. The boys finally came and brought the main guest who we were to film…

If you know who that is, you’re a G. If you don’t it’s classic NY representative Ryan Jacklone. It was my first time meeting him and I tried to keep my grom-composure to the minimalist, which I did very well. The riggler is one of the coolest guys out there and am glad I met him. After words, this dude was up.

Filming ended late and we really didn’t do anything but eat eggs and hit the sac. The next day I woke up early and took the bus back to Philly to hang out with Mike and Jill a little bit more. I’m so glad I went there not because I know I’m not going to Jill for a while, but they had so much food at the house. I pigged out like crazy. If I had to say, the overall trip was excellent, partly because I didn’t spend a lot of money out there. Big ups to Matt and Netta for feeding me and letting me stay in their pad unexpectedly. The bus I had to take from NY to Philly that smelled like piss, to Mr. Rios as usual, Jill for the food ,Chris for not seeing me the last day (I will haunt you forever for that) and Micah for being in NY and not hanging out. Haha.
As for future trips, they’ll be delayed until my CA return…if my work lets me go.