The below shots were taken in my new Fortress of Solitude.
A little Gansett. Some tunes on the turntable and a clean-up of the Mini Zombie beyond the normal gnarly wax removal. Prep for the new owner. Why? Why would I part with the fantastic MZ? Well, something wicked this way comes, courtesy of Brian Hilbers and I had to fund it somehow. I'll call it...evolution of where I'm headed.
In the meantime, my Mayo is in the shop getting some dings sealed up and also potentially on the way to the gent that bought my MZ. See above. I'm just waiting on the call from Pilgrim.
Have I been boardless? Nay. My homeboy Tony blessed me with a loaner from his collection, an 8' 4" Rusty egg. The rails aren't exactly my steeze(70/30 Me nah like da downrail stylee) but it was able enough in the waist to chest stuff I was out in yesterday. Still and all...I'm fiending to get the new sleds in the water.
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