every now and then people ask about me.
who am i, why do i do this, what the hay does 2000words mean?
short story long.
in 1993 i officially got hooked on nike.
i've always had an interest in sneakers since i can remember.
i'd mail my money order away for vans when i was 11 or 12 from ads in the back of thrasher magazine. dont worry i couldnt skate.
i'd scour the malls for pumas in hideous neon colors, same for ewings.
and then i started high school in 1993 and joined the cross country running team.
i needed a pair of racing flats, there was a running store by my house but they didnt have that pair that i really wanted. nike zoom country purple waffles to be exact.
so someone introduces me to eastbay magazine.
i turn to the running section and bam.
the shoe molded after kenyans, the nike air rift.
my goodness, i need these. and the waffles.
ACG? what the hell is this?
AIR MOCS!!?!!??!! gimme these too.
my parents only bought me the waffles. i had a case of the crazy i wants.
i'd read every new eastbay like it was the greatest thing ever.
checking the weight of every new pair of spikes that came out, seeing if they could beat the mizunos in lightness.
so high school ends in 1997, by my affection or infection for nikes keeps growing.
i
buy more and more pairs of runners. this was when air max actually
meant cutting edge. jason kidd always had a hot shoe as did penny. but
air max was the thing for me.
so now, im a lil older, a lil wealthier. hmmm remember those rifts. yeah i want to find a pair.
eastbay didnt have em. mall didnt have em. flea markets same.
hmm ebay. thats new let me try. nothin my size.
so i ask jeeves, and he tells me niketalk. im like wow, is this gay or what.
a whole message board for sneakers, ill find these rifts and leave.
but i dont leave. apparently these cement dunk supremes just dropped. and nike has a new skateboarding line.
i remember how badly it bombed not too long ago. Bam for president? anyone remember that?
so i see denim dunks are comin out at a place called supreme. supreme makes nice boxcaps let me check this place out. too bad my dome is too big for em. hmm clientele is across the street.
and then i'm livin in the retro section on niketalk. wait a second. this guy methamphibian is painting sneakers, sick. oh man this guy kvn is too. they talk about some og named skywalker.
and then im feening for every meth post.
then the one and done niketalk custom contest comes out. and this guy kills it. i dont remember his s/n but he evntually becomes SBTG.
so now my harddrive is filling with pics of custom sneakers and all my friends are tired of my ims with links to em. oo206oo forgive me.
so i start a blog. hmmm. a picture is worth a 1000 words and there's 2 pairs of sneakers in a picture....
at least its better than sole sneaker kicks etc..
i find forums all over the net.
communicate with people all over the world, and bring to you what you know today as 2000words.org
i'm 28 years old.
My name is Kevin.
and i love sneakers.
but i am in love with custom sneakers.
i keep my face like ghost did in chessboxing for criminal purposes, so dont hate.
and thats all i gotta say about that.