Sunday, July 6, 2008


I thought alot about where I was a year ago on the Fourth of July. Sitting on a log with a few of my friends on a hill above town, waiting for the long anticipated Ketchikan firework show to begin. They never lit them off. We had an amazing session of freestyle couch jumping that was very well documented. Although we were disappointed by the anticlimactic evening without fireworks, that was one of the most memorable 4ths ever, spent with some of my closest friends. This year, I was blessed with the opportunity to come home once again after three years of absence, and join my family in the traditional festivities of the 4th of July. I had to, howerever, do something to remind myself of where I was a year ago. And here it is- Sobe bombs. Thanks Marc and Bronx.