Nicknames? Dirt, Bill, and some others I can’t remember.
What's a normal day in the life of Troy consist of? What the fuck? I don’t live in San Clemente. Anyways I don’t know, hopefully wake up, eat Lola’s, praise Jah, skate, and then kick it with my lady.
Hurricane
How was being on King of the Road? It is definitely like nothing I’ve done before; pretty much a two-week period of testing your limits of going insane. And your skate limits, too; trying shit you could give a fuck about, just for some stupid points in a book.
Who was the most intense on the trip? Fuck, everyone, Phelps on the second half—so funny. Everyone was intense, I guess.
Who could have stepped it up a bit? Nobody. Everyone brought what they had to offer to the table, and that’s all you can do, really. We tried and that’s it.
Did you do anything that you had never done before? I don’t remember too much of it. But like, I don’t know, it was all hard.
Did you know who Svitak was before he got in the van? Of course I didn’t. Just kidding. He lives not too far from me and we used to be on Label at the same time, so it was cool having him back for a while.
Blunt to tré flip fakie
Were you shitting yourself when you guys were coming down from Pike’s Peak? Literally, no. Slash and I were too sketched out so we tried to bomb the rest of the way down, but it was way too hectic—our fuckin’ wheels turned to squares. But I was more scared for those in the van of doom. What a great challenge to think of.
What smelled worse, Chet's breath or P-Stone’s farts? Hard to say; Chet at least tried to fix it with Jack and Scope. But in the end they combined into some heavy old man stench.
What was the best Phelper memory? Every second he was with us. Probably the one where everyone was all tanked after the midway meet-up and he fell outta the van and ate shit. Or when he cut off some dude’s fag flag with his own pocket knife and put it on the guy’s face like a beard. Yeah, that one for sure. Phelper is the funniest.
What was better, the half-way point in Milwaukee, or the end at Jamie Thomas’ TF? The half-way meet up, cause we could still walk at that point of the trip. When we got back in town, everyone just wanted out.
How many brews total do you think got drank in those two weeks? That’s a serious question. I seriously lost count—not that I was counting—but I couldn’t tell you. More than enough, though.
Feeble grinder
What else is going on with you? Filming for some Label stuff and the Adio video, hopefully.
How much time do you spend on the interweb? What sites do you go to if you’re on there? Too much time is how much? Brazzers.com is a pretty good porn site. I don’t know—very little MySpace, fuck that shit.
What kind of shit do you do besides skateboarding? Drink some brews, eat food, sleep, snap some moles, ride bikes.
What would be the ultimate vacation for you? Somewhere you don’t go on a skate trip—anywhere but here.
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Posted: January 10, 2008
