DIAMOND

JESUS CHRIST, FAMILY, FRIENDS, SKATEBOARDING, ADOBE ILLUSTRATOR, SKYDIVING, JETSKING, SNORKLING, TRAVELING, COMPUTERS, REAL ESTATE, ARMY SURPLUS, MONEY, CARS & CLOTHES.
..“Swagger is a slickness behind your walk, your talk, your dress code, all that shit. A lot of them niggaz don’t got swagger. They could be a ill nigga but your swagger is your swagger, G. Niggaz know when I throw my shit on whether it’s my hat, my jacket and my walk behind it, that’s my swagger right there, and my talk. Even if you gettin’ money in the streets and you’re feeling good it’s like ‘it’s on yo! You got your swagger up G’....I’m one of those niggaz and shit. I know how to make a lot of shit look good. Whether it’s cheap shit...it just depends how you rock it G. and your steez that you got behind it. And that’s what makes it swagger man. A lot of niggaz don’t got that shit. A lot of niggaz don’t know how to rock their hats right, a nigga could throw on a mink he might not even look live in a mink. I am one of those niggaz who could cover all that ground.” -GHOSTFACE KILLAH.

HAROLD HUNTER RIP- Harold Hunter was one of the most recognized personalities to roll through the streets of New York City. Having grown up in the Compost Housing Projects, Harold made his way through life on a skateboard. After years of receiving consistent coverage in all the major skateboard publications, he quickly became a household name, emerging as one of NYC's first professional skateboarders.In the early '90s Harold Hunter landed a lead role in the controversial film "Kids," (Larry Clark) in which he played a boisterous teenage skateboarder (not unlike himself). Thereafter he appeared in countless films, videos and magazines"Harold always was a true and multifaceted angel. Glowingly loving and present, he also hurt with his insatiable need for love. Unlike most of us, though, he transformed that need into generosity into a kindness that excluded no one. He brought many a person out of their shell, including me. Just unabashedly unafraid, he saw the world with the awe of a perpetual child...with wonder! He played with and on this earth, deftly. It was his talent, his gift, to test the limits of his body and of our minds. Thank you for all the laughs, even for the passionate arguments, for the proposals and the challenges. Thank you for the treasure hunting and possibilities only you seemed to discover and think to explore. Thank you for the loud, the chaotic, and the fun. And thank you for the quiet, the stillness, that always surprised and moved me, knowing that there was so much more to you than we could ever imagine. Who could match your imagination? You're one of the most inspiring humans I think I'll ever know. With love for you, guiding my heart always." -Rosario Dawson