Friday, November 16, 2018

november sixteenth

Five for November 16th:

Sick girl. Jane is on the mend from a 100+ degree fever complete with sore throat and near-completely lost voice over the last few days. Some meds, water, and binge-watching She-Ra on the couch seem to be doing the trick.

Staycation. Definitely not bummed on the upcoming four-day weekend. Haven’t really had any legit time off since the Florida trip in early May. Plus, it's Lisa's favorite holiday.

On this day in 2012. The vaunted Haro/Vans collaboration was announced to the world. In hindsight, I wish I'd bought everything in the line when it was readily available, but at least I have a pair of low-tops and jersey to show for it.

Cool stuff. New Nick Watts edit, good leftovers, Skateone friends and family discounts, Dig/Snakebite Bruce Crisman podcast, popcorn Friday.

Weekend action. Unearth at Firebird, Ramp Riders afternoon session, neighborhood kid birthday-partying, riding some much-needed flatland, hanging out with the goobers.

Thursday, November 15, 2018

november fifteenth

Five for November 15th:

Pre-winter wonderland. Well, the kids got a snow day, if nothing else. The roads in were totally passable until I hit the north county border, where plowing/salting becomes less of a priority for reasons everyone living in St. Louis should be familiar enough with by now.

Mt. Gnar. Hoping to get the snowboard out to the unforgiving hills of Clifton Park tonight to shred the powder before it all melts over the next couple of days.

Jag-Wires. Their four-song Mascara EP is up on Bandcamp for your listening pleasure. Good to finally see these dudes get some stuff out into the world. Go check it out.

Cool stuff. Peanut butter Kashi, Meeting Joe Johnson, $100 thrift store-to-eBay profit, going down the Threatin wormhole (google it), more Red Dead 2 video overconsumption.

Flatland. I’m bumming on how little I’ve been able to ride lately, which is entirely a result of the shitty weather, early darkness, and near-total lack of indoor options- especially given the burst of progression I had toward the end of summer. Hoping to keep my chops up as much as possible over the winter.

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

november fourteenth

Five for November 14th:

Fall concert. So proud of Jane for powering through a croaky, hoarse voice and going in to school to perform with her class at their fall concert this morning. Needless to say, the kindergartners stole the show.

Last night. Two-dollar Tuesday dinner at SoHa with the goobs followed by a super fun mini-ramp jam on the Ban This Cab with the old man brigade. Not bad for a dark, frigid evening.

Snowblind. Not even the middle of November yet and the first significant snowstorm of the season is about to hit, with 5 to 8 inches predicted for tonight and tomorrow. The office is on call for a possible shutdown, which I certainly wouldn’t complain about.

Cool stuff. Free stack of old Ride BMX mags, smoked almonds, Netflix She-Ra reboot, Guatemalan coffee, Space Brothers podcast.

Quote of the day. “I'm tired of watching people die just so the dumbest person in your family can unload a .50 caliber bullet into a pumpkin.” -Kris Wernowsky

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

november thirteenth

Five for November 13th:

Snow. Guess my hopes for a mild winter are probably not going to come to pass, as we’re already on our second snowfall of November with more coming, and the temperatures getting down to miserably cold levels. Seems like summer was literally yesterday.

Xmas practice. The kids are in full-on holiday mode. How they’re going to make it for the next 42 days, I’m not sure. This morning I was made to don a Santa hat and wrap some of their toys in construction paper for them to rip open.

Tonight. Old man skate session at Ramp Riders going down with Andy, Jason, and whoever else decides to show up. Come on out and grind some coping.

Cool stuff. Chrome Ball Lance Dawes interview, hitting Ranchito, Catching Up with Bill Neumann video, cheap Valterra Skate Zombie in Alton, free Starbucks K-Cups at work, Nine Club Marc Johnson podcast.

Tuesday soundtrack. Vista Chino, New Bomb Turks, Oysterhead, Youngblood Supercult, Discharge, Girlschool, UFO, Beastie Boys, Napalm Death, Hanoi Rocks, Dead Cross.

Monday, November 12, 2018

november twelfth

Five for November 12th:

Jolly Roger garage sale scores. Huge Independent Trucks banner and normal-sized OG Gullwing and OJ Wheels banners for the attic, lightly-used sets of Vision Proton and Teamrider wheels, Circus deck w/ rails, two BMX tubes. $30 all in.

Trivia Night. Fun evening with the Kennard crew at St. Mary’s. The amount of killer food that was brought in offset the spirit-dampening difficulty of the questions that were asked. Definitely the hardest trivia night I’ve ever been a part of.

Tis’ the season. The kids got their yearly leaf-pile jumps in last night before dinner, which also means I finally raked the backyard after our tree shed itself bare over the last week or so. Six full lawn bags later and you can see the grass again.

Cool stuff. Ripping solo skate session at the Belleville park, leftover cabbage and kielbasa soup, two solid flatland rides, got the oil changed in both cars, playing trains with my big buddy, Jane went to see Aladdin at the Fox in her pajamas, Key Lime La Croix restock.

Waiting is the hardest part. Jane lost a tooth this morning, which had been hanging on by a thread. She immediately came downstairs, decorated an envelope, put the tooth in, went back up to her room, put it under her pillow, and laid in bed in the dark with her eyes closed hoping to catch the tooth fairy in the act.

Friday, November 9, 2018

november ninth

Five for November 9th:

Life is strange. Got a text last night from my buddy Jason, who was in the middle of hanging out with Judd Nelson and Eddie Vedder at an EB fundraiser with his wife and daughter in New York.

Consistency. Ramp riding skills are improving every time I skate lately. Why? Because I’m bringing the same setup each time, and not changing it up every single session, forcing me to contend with varying truck tightnesses, wheel hardnesses, and changes in convave. Took me about ten years to figure this out.

Quote of the day. “Remember just last week when the president told you it was the caravan you were supposed to be afraid of, the caravan he is strangely not talking about much since the election? Well, the caravan didn’t shoot up that bar in Thousand Oaks. Which caravan did the shooter belong to? None of them as far as I know. The caravan didn’t kill 11 people in that Pittsburgh synagogue.” –Don Lemon

Cool stuff. Jane swam the whole length of the pool at her first swim lesson, grande thanksgiving blend, getting paid, new Ramp Riders ten-pass, lunch break slappies in the Loop, upstairs furnace is repaired, shelf lighting.

Weekend action. Going to the gym, raking the backyard, Kennard trivia night, maybe catching Roky Erickson at Duck Room, Jolly Roger garage sale, skating/riding.

Thursday, November 8, 2018

november eighth

Five for November 8th:

Rad dads. Between the six old guys sessioning the mini at Ramp Riders last night, there are twelve children- some of whom were in attendance and riding with us. Hopefully they’ll think it’s cool watching their parents ride skateboards and have fun with their lives instead of just working themselves to death in between NFL seasons.

Wishful thinking. A long time ago I told my little brother that if he stayed completely in the middle lines on Atari's Pole Position and didn't veer off the course or over the line even once, a secret road would appear that would take the car through the mountains in the background and into a video game city. He sat there for at least 45 minutes trying to do it before he gave up. I'd like to think that with this act of brotherly shitheadedness, I somehow willed open-world gameplay as we know it today into existence.

Steve Caballero. 54 years old today and still completely crushing it. This gives me great hope for the future- or at least the next decade or so. Happy birthday to the greatest of all time.

Cool stuff. Attic rock band jam with the goobs, two twenty-minute U-City flatland rollarounds in the morning and afternoon, selling my Simpsons Playmates figures on eBay, Brooklyn Trump statues for dogs to urinate on, medjool dates with almond butter.

Quote of the day. “How sweet that the law Scott Walker supported and signed into law in Wisconsin to limit challenges to the election process now stops him from seeking a recount of his loss yesterday.” –Stephen Houdlsworth