Living The Star Wars!

I present to you the Boba Fett's. Now you can't seriously be reading my blog and asking yourself who Boba Fett is. Cause if you must ask then you my friend are one of the sad few in this world who do not realize how sad they are. There's 2 kinds of people on this planet, those who have seen Star Wars and those who haven't. It is a travesty and a sin to not have ever seen Star Wars, there is only one valid excuse to not ever see Star Wars. And that is because you were in Star Wars, YOU ACTUALLY LIVED THE STAR WARS! So if you were not in Star Wars and do not Know who the Bounty Hunter Boba Fett is, I can only shake my head in extreme dissapointment.

I digress, back to the shoe. Like all things I like it's crisp and clean, the upper however reminds me of the SBTG dunks released years prior. However with this I just feel like I have seen it all before. The thing I find most dissapointing about these are that the colorway has nothing to to really do with Boba Fett. At least not in my eyes.

You have been enlightened. Oh and also seems like Nike is just giving out exclusive shoes nowadays. Seems like all you gotta do to get a shoe is either Deliver Han Solo to Jabba or Go back in time and make your parents fall in love.
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Sidebar: Forgive me for these pretty half assed entries. I'm right now in my campus office studying. Just thought I'd deliver on the updates I promised. Bear with me for just a bit longer I have an actual post in the works. One from the heart. Keep it locked. Same Fresh Time, Same Fresh Channel.

To Tide you Over

Since there's no word on the yeezy's and the McFly's are still a few wet dreams away Nike SB is gonna drop a McFly inspired Tre AD SB. I'm really feeling em, and I totally dig the Tre AD line.

Classic, simple and crisp. And as a bonus it glows in the dark. How can you go wrong. Set to drop during the holidays. If anyone in the FPOE fam is reading this....it would make a great stocking stuffer.

Pics courtesy of NikeSB. org

Banksy Strikes!

Well, as some of you may know I am a fan of Bansky art work. There's just something about his work that I find so evocative.

Pictured here is his latest piece done in SOHO, a three story masterpiece which you can use your own feelings to interpret it how you wish.

For those who don't know Bansky is a graffiti artist who hails from England where he exhibits his work both in forms of art shows in set venues and just on the streets. He has published books devoted to showcasing his art. He has even done some interviews and has a manifesto available on his website (Oh Ya, he has a website too). To top it all off though the man live in anonimity. No one knows who he is, know one knows how he really sounds. The only one's who do know won't tell. Well I guess when you're art speaks the way his does it's best not to attach a face to the work done. Being anonymous probably also benefits him considering there are multiple warrants out for his arrest.

Nike SB x Stash Snowboarding Boot

Pictures courtesy of Sneaker Files

Snowboarding is probably the only reason why I tolerate winter. Everyone knows I hate it. But this is one of the reasons why I'm looking forward to this year. With the season approaching pretty quick, with my two year old beat up gear, and with growing black diamond experience under my belt (thanks to Hammertime, haha!), I think it's time for an upgrade.

Being a huge Nike head, refusing to rock anything else on my feet, seeing Nike Snowboarding boots is like seeing Christmas morning! This premier boot, with a collaboration with Stash, is inspired by the Stash AF1 with an all-over spray can pattern, full upper support, strap and the AF1 reminiscent design. Open lace loops at the top for easy access and a scoop of Zoom Air top this boot off as one of the most sought after pieces on my 'cop-list' for the remainder of this year. Buy it now at Blades West in NYC.

Been Down For A Minute......

But I'll be back with a vengeance. The Dynasty is dyin' nasty, but fear not faithful readers. There is no way I will let my blog go 2 weeks without an update from me. School is comin full circle and you know....gotta get the degree. I major in Fresh with a minor in Royalty. Hence the FPOE.

But please be patient....and gear up, there's a whole slew of shit just headed your way.

But before I go I leave one little piece of advice for yall cats.
-->You can learn how to dress just by Checkin' My Fresh (Checkin Checkin my FRESSSSHHH!)

Unreal Un-Supreme

Picture courtesy of NikeSB.org/Nice Kicks

Nike, as of late, has been a complete whore with colorways on Jordan Fusions, Dunks, AM90s, and Air Force 1s. So why not complete a line of Zoom Paul Rodriguez IIs in every single colorway possible?! But along the way, the 'whoring' opened doors to colorways like these.

NikeSB.org and Nice Kicks provided us with a sneak peak of the next P-Rod II release for 2009. This colorway, remeniscent of the 'Supreme' Dunk Low (hence, the the unofficial nickname "Unsupreme"), will sport the all white leather, subtle royal blue insole, comfy sock liner and tongue logo and the ever-so popular 'elephant print' in cement grey. The P-Rod II "Unsupreme" will definitely give SB heads, as well as sneaker heads in general, something to look forward to next year.

Public Service Announcement

Don't be so racist

Converse Centrury Product

The One Star and Poor Man Hi. I've never been one for black shoes, but lately I've been feelin' em. It's kinda crazy...like you wake up one morning and then bam all of a sudden you like different things. Like the things you used to like are still there and you still like it as much as ever, but somehow you just feel the need to broaden your horizons.

On the for real, The Poor Man Hi's I been feelin' for a minute now and at 150 USD I may have to cop a pair.

Try it. Apparently black is the new black.

Sexy Can I....

NewY-3 fall/winter items. I can't say how much I love them. As you guys know I am feeling neutrals right now with a splash of something. Here is the true genius of Yohji Yamamoto, the dual hood is something new, but with use of 2 different materials in it brings attention to it without changing the color. The lustre of the material and the obvious change in fabric just draws you into it. And my gosh is it ever sexy.

Sadly it's Y-3 so expect pieces to be as much as 1500$. It may be way of of our price ranges but it doesn't hurt to dream.

The Man's Tiffany Bracelet

Men don't wear bracelets.

Jam Home Made X Stussy have an equivalent though. I present to you, the wallet chain. Wearing your wallet outside of you jeans is becoming a thing lately and Stussy is looking to really capitalize on it. Truthfully it's a nice chain and I'm really liking the new trend of things dangling from your jeans. It's just fresh....for now.

Gentry's Frankenstein

WHY?

WHY?

WHY?

I honestly sat at my desk trying to come up with something to say about these shoes and I honestly can say that there are no words that describe what I am feeling towards Jordan Brand at this moment. This is one of the MANY reasons why my Jordan Brand purchases have dramatically decreased since the Dub-Zero.

WTF?!?!

The Prodigal Son

Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine. It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found.

– (Luke 15:32)

As most of you know this summer has been quite a roller coaster ride in the sense of finding myself Academically However I am here now to tell you even though it took me the better part of four months. I am completely set for the school year. At first I couldn't see myself coming back to the University for another second, this lead to thoughts of withdrawing and going to SAIT. The place I originally planned on attending prior to graduating from High School. As the months wore on I couldn't bring myself to making a schedule, transferring into Haskayne is quite possibly the most discouraging thing I ever had to go through. One night though I had a complete turn around, which was brought on by an epiphany which was the most enlightening part of summer. I realized my love for Economics and have thusly concentrated my new found passion in school in pursuit for a BA in Economics.

I don't know where it came from really and why I was so up and down about it all. I just couldn't bear to think about this Monday coming up and me working while I waited to start my program in January. I thought I hated the ICT building, Science Theaters, Mac Hall. I thought that deep down I resented each one of those buildings and rooms. Though the more I thought about it the more it dawned on me that those hall ways -as much as I disliked them- have grown to be a part of me. A part of me that I cannot let go of as easily as I thought. It took me from April 30th all the way until September 4th to completely my Fall08/Winter09 schedule but I did it. It's finally finished and I have a new found strength to push through and accomplish. I can tell you where this came from too. I couldn't bear to think that my friends will be going to school without me, the people that I grew close too attending the U. Or that Marloisasian will be finally coming to the U and I wouldn't be there to see it. I also couldn't bring myself to part ways without a degree -I hate to fail. What is so different now? There is one person, that I feel so compelled to show that I can acomplish this kind of thing. Although I realize that it doesn't matter to them it wouldn't make them feel different about me. But I just want to show everyone that I can and will do it, and I want to do it for me for her. If that makes any sense.

So even after being lost and away, and squandering my time and money away. I have returned and have been welcomed back with open arms. We killed the finest calf, opened the finest wine, called my best of friends and celebrated the return of the son who was once lost but is now found.

I'm Coming Home Again
--Christ Martin

Get Yourself A...

Down Vest.

It'll be your greatest fall investment believe me. You can dress it up or dress it down. It is the perfect thing to throw on when it's too cold for just a sweater but you don't wanna throw on a jacket cause it's too restricting or too hot. Look for it in classic neutral colors such as navy and black so you can wear it into the office with your business attire. Also don't limit yourself to the North Face Model shown here. Plenty of other designers are making them for this fall. Just be sure to get one that fits right. It should be snug around the chest (not constricting) and hit you at the waist.

My "Beginning Moments"

I was standing in my closet shuffling shoe boxes when I pulled out my Air Jordan Begnning Moments Pack. I started to think about what this package meant to Michael Jordan and then sort of wondered - "What if I had a Beginning Moments Pack?". Then I began to think a little deeper.

I've never wanted to grow up. I still don't. I'm stuck in the '90s. I loved the '90s - early, mid and late - whether it was TV, clothes, music, friends, hangouts, or various other forms of pop culture, it all started in the '90s and that's where my childhood really began. I was very fortunate to grow up in an era that sort of defined what we see today. It's always fun to look back once in awhile and remember the things we used to do, the clothes we used to wear, our friends who've come and gone, and the times when life was so carefree. These are my "Beginnning Moments".

OLD LOVE
Super Nintendo / Starter snap-backs / sleepovers / water fights / OG Jordans / POGs / eraser-bit fights / Mortal Kombat II / Seattle trips / Cali trips / D2: Mighty Ducks / Hide n' Seek / Another Dimension Comics stores / Spider-Man: The Animated Series / T.G.I.F. on ABC / family parties / Shaq and Penny / Napster / Jordan and Pippen / Montell Jordan / My Temple house / Father Scollen Elementary / N64 / ghost stories / camping / her as a tomboy / Doc Martins / Death Row Records / "The Ball Game" / Bret Hart / Captain Planet / Street Fighter II / my Kuwahara stunt bike / Grounders / NWO Wolfpac / Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles / NBA on NBC / PSA Nightmare / USA Dream Team / Michigen Wolverines / Upperdeck trading cards / Biker Mice from Mars / Mondetta T-shirts / Theoren Fleury / Easy Street / Calgary 7 / Sun Ice windbreakers / Pop Rocks / WCW Nitro / acid washed jeans / D-Generation X / street hockey / Cross Colors / detention / Ed Whalen / Fresh Prince of Bel-Air / Motorola Star-Tac / Top Corner Hockey table / Mr. Sketch felt pens / Koko's Restaurant / Are You Afraid of the Dark / the Frisbee / G.I. Joe / Bel Biv Devoe / Disney Land / Home Alone movies / Video & Arcade Top 10 / Cavite Christmas Parties / Pro Stars / LA Gear light-ups / VHS / Transformers the Original Movie / Kriss Kross / Fairmont Vacations / cheap gas / Fido Dido / Go-Karting / Jr. Jays Club / no drama

NEW LOVE
college graduation / X-Box 360 / movie nights / road trips / Retro Jordans / high speed internet / Halo / travelling / BBQs / birthday parties / CSI / New Era fitted caps / Lifted Research Group clothing / playing ball / North East Customs / my BMW / SLAM Magazine / laptop computers / N.E.R.D. / Gravis bags / Foot Locker releases / New York / custom sneakers / blogging / You Tube / Beyond.ca / pubs / LCD flat panel TVs / ankle socks / freedom / money / dreams and ambitions / iPods / wisdom / Vitamin Water / camping / Kobe Bryant / Stussy / snowboarding / close friends / beer / UFC / Team SB / Las Vegas / G's to Gents / throwback jerseys / Premium Outlet malls / Casinos / Panorama trips / e-mail / my old Civic / Maxim Magazine / inline skating / graphic T-shirts / Shakers Family & Fun Centers / Will Farrell movies / Canadian Dollar / iPhones / carbon fiber / Hell's Kitchen / contact lenses / CDPs / Kanye West / Nike Hyperdunk / L-O-M-L's / fancy dinners / late night drives / credit cards / dark wash jeans / Transformers live-action movie / golf / getting drunk in 40 minutes / Spam cake / Jason Markk / days off work / Manny Pacquaio / Brooklyn Ava / white neighborhoods / Japanese Village / vacations / full-zip hoodies / Nike Talk / airsoft matches / X-Box Live / BMW M5 / night missions / Hawaii / Shake n' Bake / Spectrum Theater / DVD / finding H.E.R.

My Beginning Moments Pack
It starts off with my first pair of shoes ever. The Nike Sweet Dreams - white/baby blue - Size 0. Proof that I've rocked Nikes since day 1...Litterally! This was released in 1984 and originally came in a blue/pink/gold metal container, and was given to me as a gift from my uncle when I was a new born. Now, if only they made these booties into sneakers in men's sizes. Haha.

My second pair would most definitely be the Air Jordan VII - white/black/cardinal red - Size 12C. This pair was the first Air Jordan I've ever owned and in that exact colorway and size. Not sure how I came about getting them, but I remember rocking these as 'inside shoes' in the second grade at Father Scollen Elementary.

OG Nike Sweet Dreams
Air Jordan 7

DQM New Era Fitteds

More along the Al. Plaid is making it's way through more of the ranks. This next offering is courtesy of Dave's Quality meats set to drop Sept 12 at DQM stores. Unsure if it'll go to all other or even just select DQM contracts.

In Case of Emergency - Break Glass

We've all been there before. A Natural disaster is about to hit your city and you need to get the hell up outta there. Well the easiest way is by car, and it can actually be pretty lethal.

Have no fear the good people at Jalopnik have a guide to escaping a hurricane by car. Which I believe with a few minor adjustments would work under most circumstances.

Such as:
Alien Invasion
Mars Attacks
Godzilla/Cloverfield Monster

However do not, I repeat, DO NOT use this guide when trying to escape a Zombie infestation which threatens to spread globally.

Learn To Survive

The Elastic Band Theory

The Elastic Band Theory is simple really. Let's pretend you have an elastic band, one that is indestructible. It cannot be destroyed. And now let's say you have two movable objects on either end. On one end you have something called reality on the other end you have thoughts and beliefs.

Now imagine if you will a tug of war between the two ends. A constant struggle between your reality and your thoughts/beliefs. A tug of war between two wills.

If you have strong thoughts and beliefs, then your reality will be shaped by them. If your reality is stronger, it will shape your thoughts. Many people in the first group would be called leaders, who shape their life based on their dreams and vision, and move boldly forward. The other group would be those who are victims of their circumstances. They never seem to be able to make a success as much as they would like.

Strong thoughts lead to a more in line reality, weak will and thoughts lead to your reality shaping you.

"But my most coveted thing is the high self-esteem
and a low tolerance for them tellin me how to lean
see the most important parts are the one's that are unseen
the wings dont make you fly and the crown don't make you king
now GOD dont like ugly aint to happy bout pretty
I am ignorances enemy so stay out the vicinity of"
--Lupe Fiasco

One last Thing

That's what it looked like while I bled.

Pretty sweet.

Friday August 29 - The Night The Egoys Went Crazy

Let me tell you about the time all the egoys went crazy. It was a funny night. The kind of night that really had no structure and was pretty random; and things just kind of materialized on their very own. The day started ordinarily I woke up did some yard work and house keeping. I stepped out of the house to run sum errands and I came home with a fat lip (More on that later).

The Nights Players
J-Phkr (Jordan Dino)
Solediscretion(Arjay)
RonRon
Matt
John(Colombian 1)
Phil
And Me of course

5:00 ish

Stepped out the house with my bro and J-Phkr to run some errands and get some chores done around the city. The night pretty much started here and it was on a steady rise of awesomeness and debauchery. Went with J-Phkr to deposit some cash, return some video games hem some pants and get some grub. It was pretty uneventful except this (I'm assuming) fatherless black kid gave us some lip on the escalator. So I told Ron Ron to punch him in the face for me and steal his hat. He then threatened to chop of my balls to keep me from having kids, JOKES on YOU though....I don't want kids. Everything else went by pretty uneventful.

8:oo ish

Arrive at J-Phkrs house so the rehab can shower. Damn, I guess when you're full in paid you can get up whenever and shower whenever. Haha. So we ended up in the South Calgary, henceforth SoCal, so J can shower. I ended up chilling with J's sister Ashley and we chatted it up while waiting for the pretty boy to finish cleaning himself. Oh right I forgot, we were going to a pub that night - The Garage up in Eau Claire - but before we'd have to pop by Malborough to go and pick up the fourth player of the night, Arjay. We had to get him by 9:15 but before we left SoCal ( a good 20 ish minutes away) I had to take a dump. I hate it when you finish taking a dump and you realize that THERE'S NO TOILET PAPER! Luckily there was some kleenex, softest wipe my asshole has ever felt. So with my rectum emptied we were ready to rock out.

9:00 ish

Get Arjay and start making our way downtown. In the car we exchanged stories about crazy shit's we've taken. Someone had a liquid feta cheese shit story, someone else had to shit so bad that as soon as they pulled their pants down they sprayed all over the shower curtain and toilet and spent the next hour and a half cleaning that shit up...literally. There was also a story about the time someone sharted and had to throw out their underwear. Who'se stories were these? Well unless you were there to hear it you may never know who told what.

10:00 ish

We finally get to Garage and wait for Matt and Phil to show up to get the festivities going. We were pretty much out for the sake of Matt, seeing as he's been in Tdot for 8 months and moves up to Edmonton for school on Monday. Gadamn! So Matt and Phil show up and we start making our rounds through some pitchers of Kokanee Gold needless to say we get pretty juiced and then John shows up to add to the excitement. So after a good serving of beer and liquid cocaines we decided to dip.....from here on out time is a little hazy. I kind of lost track of time when I got smashed.

12:00 ish

Last Call at the garage, so we decide to jet and I had no idea where we were headed I just tagged along. We ended up at the French Maid. Now I have nothing against the peelers, I just don't find it to be as attractive as most people make it out to be. So the first 2 peelers were nothing special, seriously one was fat and the other looked old enough to have stripped her way through 2 degrees and a masters. Ron Ron found out that the older one was named Privelage but she was so horse faced I call her Hidalgo (henceforth). So we make our way outside and this is where the night get's interesting. Arjay tries stealing a hot dog from the hot dog later, he get's busted but she's game and laughs it off with us. We buy a butt load of dogs from her and tip her hella. Well I tip her hella....with everyone else's money. I gave the girl a 2 dollar tip because she gave me cheese. WTFYO! So we start walking back to the cars to get ready to go home. Game over. It's amazing how long a walk can be when you're bored and drunk. For no reason whatsoever I did the following. I smashed my hot dog on the back of a CRV. Just for laughs. Then I picked up a rock to throw at a car, but then Arjay started teasing me about girls so I threw it at his ear instead. Then I picked up another rock and threw it at a parked car, Ron Ron ran like liquid feta shit ("Oh Shit He's Got Another Rock!"). And then just about a block from the car we were all walking and Arjay had a bright idea to hit me in the face with a "Welcome" street sign...just in the back of my head. However just as he swung I turned around and the he hit me right in the mouth. Split my lip open and it was truly game over. I hunched over tears welling in my eyes, blood pouring profusely from my busted lip laughing and yelling in general shock over the hit. But seriously....a street sign. Why in the fuck would he hit me with a street sign. Gadamn. So when we get to the car I decide to give everyone one last present. I spit on the back of a car, and out comes this egoy ready to kick some ass. Sober Phil quickly defuses the situation...it probably wouldn't escalate I don't think the guy was game enough to take on 7 guys at once. And then just as we were ready to leave while the smokers were having one last smoke to cope with the sudden onset of stressers brought upon a 5 minute walk to the car a black girl and white guy walk up to us. The girl asks for a cigarette, sadly Phil has smoked his last one; but thankfully Arjay had one left, but it was menthol (yuck!). Oh and I don't smoke I just don't like methol. So I told her I'd smoke my own dick before I'd smoke methol. That's when the game really was over. She just went off. I quote..."I've never been with an Asian girl but that is not how you talk to her" she tossed her unlit cigarette on the ground and walked off. Oh ya she was also a prostitute, and the white guy was a client. The hooker stormed off leaving the white guy with us. We CB'd the BC (Cock Blocked the Booty Call), he gave her a quick "Go Fuck Yourself!" and went on his own way.

2:00 ish

I get home

9:00 ish

I wake up to this..............