All Hell Breaks Loose

Friday Hype.



Go skate!

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This Acid is Fucked

It's Fucking Friday

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Instagram wasn't around when I started Swamp Ass, and it wasn't really around during the final days of emptiness which led up to the miraculous revival of this entertaining piece of social technology in which we call a blog, (one that I'm sure will be making headlines very soon), but nowadays Instagram seems to be the only thing people give a fuck about and is one of the deciding factors of how cool you really are in life. Step your like game up, bro. More hashtags = more likes! #seriously.

I'm obviously #kidding. But here's an old picture of Anthony Robles that I shot in downtown San Diego many moons ago that I made look cool and hip using a killer insta filter. 2012 is #sosick.

Go get drunk.

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New and Un-Improved

X Two posts in one hour? What is this guy thinking? Well I'm post-hungry. I've been starving, actually. In a sea of fashion and photo blogs lies a neglected, silly little "skate" blog named Swamp Ass. I started this in 2009 and nothing has come of it since then. Nothing was ever supposed to come of it, though. It was a way for myself to waste time and feel good about it. There are a lot of talented people out there these days, everyone is very hands on. When I made this blog I didn't even know what a blog was. I called this thing a website for like 3 months. I'm not very hip. But as time went on people began to catch on and follow, and that alone was enough for me to keep waking up early every morning and writing nonsense about the day prior as if it were even sort of important. It usually never is and it's easy to admit it, but one thing I didn't expect to get out of it was this smile. I documented 2009-2011 pretty heavily. If it wasn't daily it was bi-daily, and I'm stoked that I was somehow motivated enough to do it.

But, like most things I encounter, I lost interest. I'm notorious for this. A lot of you probably are too. Nostalgia is a heavy feeling though, so heavy that I'm here writing in this blank text box to an imaginary audience once again. Hi guys.

I'm going to be different and not post a picture for this post. The pretty visual can be my beautiful words... words that can be compared to a "butter-face." If the "face" we're referring to was imagery, then my words can be the "everything's fine" part.
Everythings fine butt-er-face. Haha. Damn, I'm hilarious. Ok, bye.

Stay Swampy.
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It's Been a While...

25 days from now will mark the one year anniversary of my laziness. I haven't been on this thing forever and neither have you. Nostalgia got the best of me as I was lurking through old posts and I asked myself the same question I ask myself once a year while doing the same thing: Why don't I update this thing anymore? It's been so long that there's an entire new back-end to this website and I'm still sort of lost back here. There's no real use in explaining what's been going on, all I can say is that I hopefully stay on it this time around.

But chances are I won't.

Despite everything - this post is for Poods. RIP dude. Missing you everyday.

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