Before the first day of the Magic / Project / Capsule run in Vegas, I charged the ol’ battery with my good friend Rick Williams co-owner of the Burn Rubber Sneaker Boutique that runs the “Motor City”. I learned a few things that morning.

1. Rick knows what is “ill” and what is not “ill” the same way I know when Chedda is violently drunk (meaning ready to beat an innocent bystander’s face open in the club because he could of sworn he was eyeing him from the DJ booth. He was the DJ and was just trying to play records Chedd.)

2. He like grape jelly on his eggs.

3. As being a prescription eyeglass wearer myself on the constant hunt for the flyest frames, Rick was one step ahead of me with the Fragment designed Uniform Experiment frames. Fucking dope.

4. Detroit dudes don’t ever travel alone. Shouts to Ro Spit and the goons… “BA got caught with….?”

Side note: be careful when your in Pontiac, Michigan. Nuff said.