Tommy Guerrero

tg is old.
he likes to play music anywhere anytime.
he wishes he could still skate but his limbs are a mutinous lot. so he
pushes to the beer store.
by day [ partial ] he sits in front of a monitor [at deluxe ] and makes
sense of gonz's artwork and puts it on skateboards for krooked.
art[mis]director.
by eve/night he tries to write/play/record/music.
[ artcorn ]
he likes to use glue stick and paper. like kindergartners.
he likes wood boxes.
his son diego is 6.5. and rules. and is smarter.
his knees hurt as he's typing this.
he needs a beer. [ but it's too early. ]
he does lots of things.none worth mentioning but some people think
so. dumb and dumber.
he googles himself daily.
he has too many records and t shirts. most are in storage. oh and skateboards.
he likes bill withers and coltrane.
he likes joseph cornell and rupert garcia.
he needs to stop typing and get to work.
thnk you. tg