Yesterday the homie George gave me a glimpse of the Air Yeezy’s 
before they were released to the public.  About a dozen recession 
proof citizen’s, waited outside the store armed with chairs, 
sleeping bags and baseball bats in hopes to score their size of 
the these futuristic skytops obsidean dreamweavers.  They had 
been there since Thursday since about 4pm, waiting for Saturday 
at 11am.  

Ok, Radjaw commented on my pictures yesterday.  Son of a 

bitch.  He brought to my attention that with some editing it 
would do the blog a bit of good.  I agree.  But as for now, I’m 
rolling with the raw until I get back to the town.  Radjaw, will 
be in charge of all editing until then.  Which means they’ll stay
stock.  
And in honor of Kanye West Day, Thomas decided to dress 
up like the shoe.  Instead of waiting in line for 40 hours and 
spending $250, he’s going put that money towards single sticks, 
beer, and really good shake that actually gets you pretty high
for the next 6 days.  Good call my friend.  Good call.