Whenever I get a new app for my phone, I’m usually over it in less than a week. Twitter was fine for keeping up to date with what new sexy adventures Matt Nordness’s sister embarked on, but it didn’t hold my attention, Facebook is just boring and whiny and that Friendster app just keeps crashing. But for some reason, I’ve really enjoyed Instagram. Probably because I hate reading. I’m one of those guys that looks at Playboy for the pictures, you know?

Anyway, here’s some more pictures I took with my iPhone, pushed a button to make look “vintage” and shared with my 6 followers.

My favorite thing to take pictures of is skateboarding. Makes sense, right? It’s especially fun when the dudes you get to skate with do cool moves. Like Gabe up there. Frontside nosegrind transfer.

Everything dies. Including you.

When I’m not skateboarding, I’m working. And sometimes when I’m working I like to draw pictures to convey messages to my co-workers. Do you think they got the point?

Again, it’s awesome when you have rad people to skate with and take pictures of.

Sound check.

I fell down and my thumb exploded.

I have this clip-on fisheye lens for my iPhone. The science has yet to be perfected, but I like the way it looks regardless. Matt’s frontside blunts, on the other hand, are perfect.

If you take the wide angle lens off the clip-on attachment, it makes a neat macro lens. Now I can finally study my grind patterns to understand why I’m bad at skateboarding.

When Pat did this frontside wall roll to yank out, he landed with his butt dragging down the bank and powersliding. Yet he somehow managed to not put his hands on the ground at all. You’ll see it in the new skate part Eric and I are making for the Roger video that will come out this summer.

When you see this guy, you know it’s over.

If you have Instagram for your iPhone, you can follow me @instagrampa.

Later nerds.

Whenever I am out skating with the dudes, I like to take a bunch of pictures with my iPhone and upload them to a image sharing application called Instagram. It’s fun and something cool that makes you go wow. The only problem with doing this is that it alienates the people that aren’t fortunate enough to have an iPhone and a Instagram account. Those people love to complain about it and I am sick of listening to their whiny voices whining and complaining, so today marks my first in a series of my favorite pictures taken with my phone, put through some dumb filter and uploaded to Instagram.

That bar that Matt is jumping over is extremely tall and has no run up. Also, it had a upward bank on the landing for him to smash into and make him eat crap. Which he did. But he also made it which makes this photo legit.

I manage an apartment building. I see a ton of really strange and stupid things that people do on a regular basis. Like wasting pizza. A single tear ran down my cheek this particular morning. By the way, this pizza was on the sidewalk directly outside of the front door of my building.

Over the past 2 years of filming for the upcoming Roger video, I’ve been to L.A. to film way too much. Or not enough? I’m not sure. I guess you can be the judge when the video comes out. But these two dudes make it all worth while. Thanks, two dudes.

One of my favorite things about going to Los Angeles is the laundromat near Nate’s apartment. On any given day you may see some illegal aliens coexisting.

On this day, I watched Max Murphy go through a new pair of shoes in 3 hours. I also watched him tailslide this fence a few times and do some other tricks too. I guess going skateboarding sometimes doesn’t involve skating. I now consider it a spectator sport.

Eric Risser.

Joe Pease is a gifted individual. Not only can he rip a spot, but he can also draw a great human centipede nosegrinding El Toro. This is a photo of him doing a ollie from the bump to noseblunt on the edge of the ledge.

Moving to the east side increased the distance of my walk to and from work. Fortunately, the walk got a lot more scenic. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve contemplated swan diving off that bridge to my death on my way to work. Funny that the thought never crossed my mind on the way home.

Eric Risser.

In Long Beach there once was a thriving mini-golf scene. But since the recession, there’s just not enough money around to justify this pastime. Nate still plays. Hole in one.

What’s in the box?

No better way to end my first post in years. Gary.

Later nerds!