What's up, ese? More like what the fuck is an ese, you know? I once found myself on the receiving end of an ese in 1989 that had me scrambling over a schoolyard chain-link fence in Santa Barbara, California, amid a rain of aspiring vato punches—but that's a story for another episode of Mi Vida Loca. Let's just stick to the photographic matter at hand and address the four OG BMXicans as they posed in Bithlo, Florida, circa 2002. We were "Camp Paining" it for a three-day stand on jackass the movie then, two of which were partially absorbed by a "BMXican Wakeboarding bit that never really panned out cinematically.
My memories on this appear to have brain-panned out over time as well, because Mat Hoffman is the only one I can really remember making anything to make ado about (as seen on yesterday's official Mat Hoffman birthday post). But I think Ryan Dunn may have given it a shot—a brief, failing shot. And Chris Pontius may have tried to walk the walk, because he definitely talked the talk. Danger Ehren ... ah, what the heck ... I'll give him the benefit of the doubt and say he scratched a labia on it, too. In the end, it was just a failed excuse to buy time as Tim Payne and his Keebler elves finished up work on the equally failed "Rube Goldberg" experiment that fell from potential movie close grace to definite DVD bonus feature filler.
Incidentally, this scan came from a 35mm slide that I didn't exactly bother to take the time cleaning up. Hence that pubic-looking hair dangling oh so appropriately up by Danger Ehren's head. Boom!
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Bithlo, Florida 2002)