Pregnant with wonkiness
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Two great things happened last night:
One, I finally accomplished something that I’ve been trying the last couple of months. A personal life hammer, if you will. That would of course be doing ten different no complies in a row without fucking up. Eight was easy. Nine was rare. Ten was my personal victory. Roebke may have accomplished the mission first, but it still feels great to join the club. Now, who has got twenty different in a row?
Secondly, Tim and I went and saw Asia last night. Between highly anticipating Heat of the Moment, yelling “Water Dragon”, and laughing at their public access quality videos playing behind them I think we decided that they were awesome. And horrible. A good combo. If the Crypt Keeper was shredding three minute long prog solos in your band, you guys might be awesome/horrible too. Much thanks to Chloe for making this happen and feeding us beer and Asia’s unwanted sandwiches and making dreams come alive. We left before Heat of the Moment had even ended.
Here’s some remaining weekend photos from Sunday skate with just me, Pizz, and Stemp:
This spot again. Pat Forster backside flip on the janky bank.
Danny Stemper. Tall frontside ollie. Sorry about my shadow.
Monday was of course Monday of the Morrissey variety. It was a solid one. How would it not be solid when you start it off with Ebn-Ozn. Don’t blow it next week. Mondays, Cactus Club, 10pm.
We’re going up to Top Shop at the Third Lair tomorrow. (Even Pizzy) I want to see Munz take at least five beer bongs. Deathwish 3 is on, gotta go…
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Saturday was a great day for skateboarding. Let me illustrate it with some photos…
This is the crew we were dealing with. Couldn’t get more solid.
Stemper did start it off very aggressive and angry though. That guy was making us all sad with his negative attitude.
This spot made everyone feel better though. It’s not even good, but everyone was having a happy time. Jeff Chase – Nosegrind.
Pat Forster – Crooked Grind.
Tim Olson – Wallride to 50-50.
Angry Danny Stemper – Frontside Blunt.
By now everyone was stoked. Fun times at a fun spot with the bros. Horny.
Almost nothing is better than a human powered nosebonk nosegrind with a solid sunset…
Except tasty Mexican food after a long day of skating.
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On Saturday, Josh, Pizzy, Stemper, Bill, Myself and special guest Jeff Chase went street schralping around town. Afterwards, we decided on Mexican food and ended up at Cielito Lindo down there on National avenue, where Pizzy was served a burrito the size of his thigh. Can you guess how much Pizzy munched? Answer at the end of this post.
While deep in the cut, we found ourselves at this school, where I dug a broken desk out of a dumpster and Josh wallie grinded up and off it. On the right is your and everyone elses hero, Bill Kaschner doing a frontside noseslide at his home away from home, Cream City Skatepark. If you didn’t know, Bill and Jeff are hard at work changing up the park with new obstacles to attack. Make sure to get up there and check it.
Monday nights are now known as Mozdays at the Cactus Club in Bay View. Josh plays music (mostly Morrissey) and we all sing along and drink tasty drinks. You should totally come. It’s fun.
A long time ago, probably before you were born, there was a “streetstyle” contest held in the sweltering heat of Tempe, Arizona. There, people would grab early, smash into parking blocks and plant their hands on the ground. Not forgetting the past, Josh went for the wall just as his early predecessors from the 80’s. To get an idea of what I am talking about, check this crap;
Aaron, you better be studying that.
Did you guess right? Pizzy made us proud.
Later nerds.
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Continuing in the (new) tradition of posting pictures of our friends scanned from decade plus old magazines that sit outside our bathroom, I bring you this beauty featured in the February 1995 Thrasher from wiskate friend and Greenfield native, Steven Green. These days you’re more apt to find him playing a hoooo or kloo horn out of a window above Coyote Ugly than kickin’ it in a Taco Bell parking lot. Steve told me today that he once sold a pair of Blind jeans for $5 to acquire the funds needed to go to a Pacers show. I hope these are the aforementioned jeans.
Steve, this next farfan solo goes out to you!
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I just wanted to post a picture of this sad little dirty snow pile that exists on this world on April 22, 2008. It was once a mighty, pearly white, nearly two story high pile plowed into a shady area of a parking lot. It is now nothing more than a pitiful reminder of its former self. I photographed it so I can someday look back and remember our soul destroying winter that wouldn’t end.
I pray to Old Man Winter that he’ll never do this to us ever again. I read somewhere that it was the second most snow we’ve ever had since records were kept. The #1 record which we came pretty close to this year was set sometime in the late 1800’s. So basically, everyone that has seen more snow in Milwaukee than us is dead now.
It’s been great outside the last couple of weeks though, and I think it may be safe to say that we’re finally out in the clear. I suppose now that I say that it will snow tomorrow.
RIP WINTER 2007-2008
4-22-08
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I was just talking to Steve and found a nice blast from the 1999 past from our buddy John McGuire. I hear he’s going to have a zorb trick tip up in the new issue of Soldiers of Zorbing.
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It’s been getting pretty great outside finally, and Molly really appreciates it.
The second Morrissey Monday was a banger. Tons of people, tons of fantastic fun. If you want to partake, it’s every Monday when there’s no rock show in the backroom. The Cactus Club. 10pm – 2am.
I’ve been working on a painting of Nien Nunb that makes me feel like, and possesses the qualities, of 8th grade. Gary likes to site by it and admire his gill flaps, or labia. Your choice.