THE FUNNIEST WRITERS I EVER BOMBED WITH...ON MISSIONS I WAS ALWAYS TRYING TO BE THE "MATURE" ONE TRYING TO BLEND IN WITH THE CROWDS BUT ALL IT WOULD TAKE WAS FOR ME TO LOOK OVER AT THESE KNUCKLE HEADS MAKING FACES OR COMMENTS OF SOME UNAWHERE TRANSIT RIDER..THANK FOR THE LAUGHS LOCOS!
DAMN I AM BLOWN AWAY SY! WE DID HAVE A LOT OF FUN. THAT'S ONE THING ABOUT ME & DEX WE JOKED ABOUT EVERYTHING. WHEN YOU ARE ON THE LINE'S FROM MORNING TO NIGHT WE WOULD SEE ALL KIND'S OF CRAZY S***! FROM FINE ASS GIRL'S TO CRAZY LOOKING DUDE'S NEVER FORGET THOSE DAY'S. MARS,CRU,CRU4LIFE.....
AROUND 1984-85 AS A YOUNG BUCK I WOULD SEE THESE BUISNESS CARDS LEFT BUY GANG MEMBERS ON THE BUSES ETHIER STUCK INSIDE THE WINDOWS OR LEFT ON THE SEATS OR PASSED OUT LIKE FLYERS...I LIKED THE IDEA SO I DECIDED ON DOING A GRAFF CARD DESIGNED LIKE THEY DID WITH MY CREW ON THE FIRST CARDS BEING WITH "KGBCREW" THEN LATER WITH "MARSCREW"...THE WHOLE IDEA FOR ME WAS SORT OF LIKE SLAPPING A STICKY AND TO MY KNOWLEDGE A PRACTICE NOT DONE ANYMORE ETHIER BY THE GANGS OR GRAFFITI CREWS.
1985 MY BOY EK (EKSITE) LIVED ON THORNDALE/BROADWAY AND PUT ME UP ON THE NORTH-SIDE HOWARD LINE....THORNDALE WAS LIKE A "MINI" WRITERS CORNER IT WAS THE PLACE TO SEE AND BE SEEN..THE FUNNY THING IS THAT SPACE WAS VERY LIMITED DUE TO "MASSIVE BOMBAGE" BUT WRITERS DIDNT GO OVER EACH OTHER IF YOU COULD FIND A SPOT ON THE TOP OF THE CEILING THEN THATS WERE YOUR ASS WAS TRYING TO REACH!
KIDS GOING BOMBING. 1985-86 THE TUNNEL THAT CONNECTED THE OHARE DOUGLAS LINE TO THE RAVENSWOOD HOWARD LINE WAS A SMORGISBORG BUFFET OF TAGS AND SLAP-STICKS IT ALSO HAD THE OCCASIONAL STREET MUSICIAN PLAYING HIS TUNES ECHOING FROM END TO END AND WHO COULD EVER FORGET THE SWEET SMELL OF GRIFFIN AND PILOT INK THAT PERMEATED THE AIR WHILE WALKING THRU IT! THE SUNDAY SCHEDULE WENT LIKE THIS: CATCH THE CENTRAL AVE. BUS TO JEFF PARK HOP ON THE TRAIN ALL THE WAY TO WASHINGTON ST. MAKING STOPS ALONG THE WAY! WALK TRU THE TUNNEL AND HOP ON THE RAVENSWOODS ALL THE WAY TO THE END OF THE LINE AT HOWARD MAKING FREQUENT STOPS ALONG THE TRIP! ON FULLERTON STOP TO EAT AT DEMON DOGS THEN BACK ON THE FULLY BUS HOME....THAT WAS EVERY SUNDAY FOR 3YRS!
THE GHOST LINE LIVES:
*DISCLAIMER: THE SHORTS ARE NOT DAISY DUKS THAT WAS THE STYLE BACK THEN...
AHHH YOU GUYS GOT JOKES. I ADMIT THEY WERE A LITTLE HIGH BUT NOT LARRY BIRD HIGH AND MOS DEF NOT FORM FITTING.AND BRO WHY DONT YOU POST SOME OF THOSE LATIN MULLETS WE ALL USE TO ROCK!
ANY TUNNELS...1 SONG COMES TO MIND. "THAT SMELL" BY LYNARD SKYNARD. I KNOW ITS ABOUT A MAN DYING FROM AN OVERDOSE AND BEING FOUND DAYS LATER ROTTING. BUT ANY OLD SCHOOL TUNNEL RUNNER KNOWS "THAT SMELL". PAINT, OIL, BUM SH*T, ELECTRICITY, RATS SH*T, AND VOMIT FROM BUMS....I MISS THE OLD DAYS...PEACE. REAM/MAD CREW
"The Ghost Lines"
Posted - 11/20/2008 : 1:01:30 PM
