save the brooklyn banks

God only knows what kinda muck is permanently embedded into this thing but I still plucked it out of the Little Bank (by the lightpost up top) and carried it all the way back to Pittsburgh with me in the early 00s. It’s been properly sanitized and proudly displayed ever since.

The beloved Brooklyn Banks are in need of our help. Please sign the Change.org petition (link here) and let the New York DoT know exactly how important this landmark is to all of us. 

For more motivation, look here. 

chrome ball incident #900: anybody in the audience ever get hit by a car?

A few glimpses at an East Coast Institution.

Casting the brightest of glare decades-long from the seediest of underbellies, the Brooklyn Banks truly had it all. A testament to the resourcefulness of skateboarders when they can just be left the fuck alone. Sacred ground, its influence and significance can never be overstated.

I honestly can't begin to explain how much I appreciate all the support that Chrome Ball has received over the course of these last 900 posts. The things that doing this blog in my spare time has led to is truly unbelievable and humbling. To everyone that has sent me emails, posted a link, left a comment, suffered through one of my long-ass interviews or hooked me up with whatever...thank you.

CBI will be back on Thursday.

My work here is almost done...