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I go to breakfast with Billabong and Seven7. Turn around and skateboard with the redhead of fashion, Target, because he's never ripped, he's also reliable and affordable. I have love affairs with Volcom, DVS, and Kr3w. I'll hit up the nightclubs with Crooks and Castles. Then for just lounging comes American Apparel, who's gotten with all my ex-girlfriends AND even my mom at least twice. I think my grandma's been seeing her too. I bring Express to work, don't tell Gap, he tags along every once in a while if he fits right. I take Ben Sherman and Marc Jacobs to dinner, Salvatore Ferragamo was invited, but he just didn't get along with those guys well enough so he stayed at home. Lakai has always been there for me, through thick and thin in almost every occasion. Nike's track record with children has gotten me angry on multiple occasions, ADIDAS isn't much better. Brooks has helped me beat track records of my own, and I gotta give credit: Asics helped out here and there along the way.

When I took a little bit of time and thought about the term 'Brand Loyalty', I realized that in our attempt to be ourselves and break out of the majority, we simply enter into another majority, an alternate universe of ourselves, encouraging us to be unique by buying their product, no matter which 'ourself' we choose to be. We can be any 'ourself' at any time. Just open the closet and there we are in unique glory.

So with that thought, I must admit that I'm the most disloyal customer a company could ever have.
I've gotten a little action from everyone, and I'm not ashamed to say it. The constant corporate prodding to be myself has encouraged into the clothing rack promiscuity. Then it seems everyone else catches on and we must clean ourselves. Lather, Rinse, Repeat. Thanks Paul Mitchell.

From: dan
Sent: Wednesday, November 14, 2007 6:02 PM
To: Richmond
Subject:

R,

The pics are FANTASTIC! By far, the best photos they have had of this space! They should be running in next Thursday's LA Times Guide.

Thanks,

Dan

This is the road off off highway 395. We had to drive about 2 miles into the forest, which was a naturally occuring wall of trees. There was virtually no transition between the high plain-ish area and the forest.
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richmondknight.com is now up and working

rip dillon


LA Times Obituary
Richard Dillon Henry, age 17, beloved son of Harriet Zaretsky and Stephen Henry and adored brother of Taylor, died on July 6, 2007. What made Dillon remarkable was his love of life, the zest with which he lived it, and his infectious sense of fun. His larger than life personality and spirit touched everyone he met and made each person feel a special connection with Dillon. This was especially true with his sister Taylor . He was the consummate big brother who was the source of much laughter, love and support. For a teenage boy, Dillon was able to forge a unique relationship with his parents b y sharing his life and dreams and his writings and art.
An honors student at Palisades High School, he co-founded the Ocean Awareness Club, an organization concerned with coastal environmental protection. Dillon's passions were surfing, soccer, music, writing, and being an unforgettable friend to all those who shared in his life.
Dillon often said his goal in life was to make the world a better place. By the force of his personality and his actions, he succeeded far beyond his years. Even in death, Dillon's sweet face and unforgettable smile will linger in our minds and hearts. He will be deeply missed by his family and hundreds of friends.
Services at Mount Sinai Memorial Park, Hollywood Hills (1-800-600-0076), Tuesday, July 10 at noon.
In lieu of flowers, please make donations to:
Jewish World Watch,
info@jewishworldwatch.org
- or -
Surfrider Foundation,
www.surfrider.org


Published in the Los Angeles Times on 7/8/2007.

As it turns out, I never actually made it to EDC and I didn't roll. I ended up giving my backstage passes, unlimited drinks, VIP, and ticket to jeremy. ( i was on artist guest list )
WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?

I was hospitalized for 5 days. Once I get my card reader i'll upload some pictures, there are tons of cool experiments that i wanna post up.

On thursday I was with eric sikes and we were shopping in OSH for this bracket to finalize the TV setup in my car dashboard. We were switching out different parts and trying to find the perfect one. He held a piece up and asked if that was the right one. I could understand his question, and understand our goal, but I couldn't figure out the answer. His voice started to fade in and out, and then my vision started to get fuzzy. After the fuzziness, it lost it's color, and pretty soon I was completely blind and deaf. This whole ordeal lasted only about a minute, and pretty soon I had fallen down onto the floor. Luckily Eric caught me before I could hit my head.

After I was on the floor, I could suddenly see again. I was able to look around, and the color returned to my vision, the darkness was lifted from my eyes and ears.
Eric suggested I go outside and get fresh air. I stood up, and about 30 seconds later my vision began to fade again and I could no longer see or hear again. I was opening and closing my eyes to see only darkness. A feeling that something was terribly wrong washed over me, and I fell again. I didn't know I was falling, I was completely conscious in my conscience, however I felt detached from my body. I was able to think, and had internal monologue, yet I had no ability to control myself. I fell to the floor a 3rd time after standing up, and this is about the time some staff at OSH noticed me. Eric and some stock guys carried me to the car, and then eric drove me to the ER at St Johns.

Once I was in st johns, i felt better, but I was still completely out of it.

Eric: Whats 144 divided by 2
me: 12
Eric: whats the square root of 144
me: 12
Eric: whats 12 times 2
me: 24
Eric: whats 144 divided by 2?
me: 12
simple mathematics and logic process had escaped me.

I was admitted into the ER almost immediattely. They brought me into CDU and I had an IV line as well as eric telling them what happened.

People were talking to me, but I can't really remember anything that was said.
My mom showed up a little bit after that, but I was hooked up to a heart monitor and then fell asleep.

to be continued...