Well the end is near, me and greg are all thats left now in this place, after paul and left yesterday and jesus and julian the day before..
one final video update to come i guess, and at least the weather is good today.
ohh yeah heard the enjoi dudes are now hip to this place and coming through in june..
thanks to DAX, Alex and all the rest for shwoing us the sick shit...
see you guys later this summer ? on a solomite mission!
-AC

I'm really bad at this blog business and I always forget to put my name at the end of the write ups. Any that lack a name at the bottom were written by Paul Sewell. Sorry and take care my friends.

Unfortunately my good friends, like all GREAT things, I am sad to say that Toebock in Chicago is winding down. Travis, the man who kept things most alive, left early Wednesday morning after pulling an all nighter. Needless to say that he missed two flights due to exhaustion. Have a good time with your family in Florida brother. Julian and Jesus departed yesterday ready to head back to their femininas as they both are suffering from DSB. If you don't know what that means you better ask somebody. Julian actually was the one that explained to me this illness as it can only happen to men. Lastly, as I write this I am already on my way home in the Phoenix airport for a three hour layover. Caca. I'm ready to be home as I too suffer from DSB. So all that remains is A.Crew and Mr. Piloto at the house and I am sure at this moment that Adam is pretty angered about the internet being out at the house. Hang in there buddy, you'll be back on it in no time. 

Even though we got tickets in Downtown right before the day we left by one of the worst cops I've ever encountered, the trip was a tremendous success. Footage stacked, many air biscuits thrown, lost of laughs, beers drank, a banging apartment with a fireplace (woodfloors as well!), good tour guides, and an ill crew. One can't ask for more. So much skating went down on this trip that I am pretty wore out and ready to take a little break. Chicago most definitely gets my stamp of approval and I highly recommend all of you to check it out. Spots for days! Ten days was not enough time to check it all out. Thanks to all the people that showed us around and were super hospitable: Dax Miller, Alex Pinnachia(I hope I spelled that right Alex), Jeremiah Smith, Gary, Andy, Steve Fauser and sorry if I left anyone out. Good times and it's a wrap. Until next time coming to a city near you, we out. Peace! 

Hello again and happy Memorial Day from a very volatile weather situation we have here in the Chi-town. So unfortunately Kehoe has departed, but not before giving it one final pow on the useless wooden toy. Leaving in true shortstack form. We'll miss you buddy, you kept us laughing until the final moment. Reinforcements have come into play with the addition of Mr. Julian Quevedo, aka "The Legend," and dude has been killing it on and off the skateboard since his arrival. Landing tricks, scarffing mad dogs, pounding beers, and passing out with pasta right next to him. Glad to have you on board brotha. The days have been filled with hella skating (the fools got me saying that shit now) and I for one am feeling the effects of it as each day I wake up more sore than the day before. Slightly burnt, but that won't slow this shortstack down from keeping the ball rolling. Speaking of which our boy Dax Miller has been as Adam would say "killing the game" leaving all us Toebock dudes in the dust. Man has been dropping hams! So another full day is upon us and more spots to hit up. Possibly Downtown since its a holiday or the southside embracing our gangsta roots. Air biscuits here we come...

Well...I failed! Nah juuuuust Kiddin'. Toeblock Chicago been killin the game out here. I leave tonight so, last airbiscuits are bout to be thrown. Two Hawks caught the last train outta town around 4 a.m. last night, just hours after Julian arrived. The last few days have been interesting to say the least. The schmade has been in full effect, and neighbors are gettin bummed on the blowout that has been occurring regularly on the balcony/fire escape of doom. The fire escape door is now officially closed and Trava Daddy's curfew is now a bit earlier...you are grounded mister! Speaking of Doom, the new Indiana Jones is already available on DVD, cuz fools be slangin discs on the Southside. Fuck, well I needs to be out. I have a flight to catch in a few hours and hamms to bail. Later Chi-Town, and to all the homies out here, Andy, Alex, Steve, Bart, Jeremiah, Tim and anyone I came across that got left out...respect. I'm Gone.

-Kehoe

Greetings affiliates and fellow friends! We have arrived at the weekend, it is my fourth day here and a few weeks for the rest of the crew. This city has been treating us extremely well and having the cousin here, Jesus Duque, is a huge plus. Jesus and I cruised the city to see what it was all about yesterday and it breaths such an eclectic vibe that will get any person psyched to be out here. After cruising the city we met up with one of Chi-town's finest, Dax Miller, or how I like to refer to him as Dax Money. I was super hyped to see the dude since it had been over a year since I had see him. It's super amazing how skateboarding keeps us all connected. Anyways, he gave us directions to a few spots which we proceeded to scope out. Unfortunately we got kicked out of this perfect rail that Mr. Piloto supposedly says is called the "bloodbath spot." With a name like that it does not seem too inviting if you ask me. After the "bloodbath" we continued our mission that landed us at a picture perfect gap in an industrial area where heroic air biscuits were being thrown. Be sure that Team Toe will return and get things popping. I almost forgot to mention that pranks have been going down and Kehoe was a victim to a rotten Banana being placed in his pillow case. He did not realize it was in there until the next morning and was awoken to a strange "lumpiness." I made every effort not to burst out laughing as he attempted to find out who the criminal was. Putting on his detective cap, he landed his guess on Trava Daddy and awoke the youngster with a rotten banana to the face. Once finding out it wasn't Travis, but Adam, Kehoe left Adam a message sounding extremely mad and told Adam that he had drawn blood. Adam believed that Kehoe was mad so the bid worked perfectly. Good times.Well friends, this thing is getting a little long so I must cut it. So far Chicago gets my stamp of approval and the crew is definitely holding it down. Until next time...
-P Sewell

The last few days have been pretty mellow, no shoes submerged in Lake Michigan or scratched lenses. Yesterday Killa-hoe and Greg went out on a mission, and Travvy, AC and I went and got some redemption for the busted lens. Pretty bummed about Killa-hoes lens, if anyone knows of some kind of pixy dust to repair scratched lenses, get at me. Paul made it in today and got a taste of the Chi. I threw an air biscuit, and some slime ball yelled "next time lets see some blood". I rolled away next try and he looked hella bummed. At least he convinced the other suit not to kick us out, probably by promising him that I would eat shit. I got some camera phone photos that should be uploaded soon, so be on the look out for some one pixel high action shots!

Twohawks