Boy, I was ready. I had my cameras, my broom, my shred sled. And just when I was about to get an photo with Bradford, and damn cop came to kick us out. What buttfaced losery prick would call the cops on a few skaters enjoying a ditch on the side of the freeway, completely away from everything? The cop said we were doing graffiti. Austin Stephens brought his camera too and shot these very nice portraits of Josh Harmony and crusty old me, along with all these other photos.