Friday, November 21, 2014

november twenty-first

Five for November 21st:

St. Louis. I have a feeling the landscape of this city is going to look and feel much different by the time I next write in this blog. Stay safe out there.

Broken Pizza Hut. If you’re not following this page on Facebook, you are missing out on an absolute goldmine of comedy.

Ramp riders. Last night was a fun one. Awesome low-key session with Andy and an unexpected visit from my old buddy Greg. Plus, got to ride a BMX there for the first time ever and was able to throw down some sweet bunnyhops.

Cool stuff. New issue of Transworld Skateboarding, KKF article, instant oatmeal, learning songs, thirty seconds with Ben Raybourn, popcorn Friday.

Weekend action. Taking Jane to the farm, Kentucky Knife Fight’s last show at Off Broadway, skating JB, hitting the park, visiting mom, enjoying the mid-50’s weather.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

november twentieth

Five for November 20th:

Ferguson. A lie in the Darren Wilson defense in the shooting death of Mike Brown that just won’t go away. Read it, share it.

Snowblind. Apparently Interpol have been stuck on a highway in Buffalo for forty hours in the snow (along with ostensibly hundreds or thousands of other people without the luxury of a tour bus). I would have literally gone insane days ago.

Skating. Getting outside for a bit yesterday and rolling around in the warm-ish weather following several days of ice and arctic temperatures felt awesome. Ramp Riders tonight for some indoor action.

Cool stuff. Haro Rise of BMX Freestyle Vol 2 launch party pics, Steve Saiz setup revisited, Lisa is getting nachos bianco today (and I’m jealous), doing puzzles with my daughter.

Fugazi. Stream their first demo in its entirety. Then stream it again. And again.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

november nineteenth

Five for November 19th:

What a difference a day makes. Sun is shining, snow is melting, temperatures getting up into the 40’s today which is absolutely balmy compared to the last few days. I’ll take it.

Disposable reissued. I knew I should have sold my out-of-print first edition for top dollar when I had the chance.

Days off. Quickly approaching that time of year that is filled with four-day weekends, half days, and totally pointless goof-off days masquerading as actual workdays.

Cool stuff. Thrashin’ DVD special features, box of donuts at work, Rick Kosick Raiders of the Archives, skating through an abandoned psych ward, morning drums, Golden Grahams with Jane.

That’s my boy. This week, my unborn son has developed the ability to squint, frown, grimace, and pee- which basically describes half of what I do every day as a grown man.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

november eighteenth

Five for November 18th:

Ferguson. Not sure exactly when it’s going to go down, but shit is about to hit the fan.

Preheating. Having a gated, off-street parking pad behind the house with which to warm up/thaw out the cars in the morning without fear of potential theft is worth its weight in gold and second only to having an actual garage.

Twilight Zone. Been digging into the archives on Netflix. While some of the episodes are hokey beyond belief, some of them are still genuinely terrifying and thought-provoking. Well done, Serling.

Cool stuff. SoCal blowout section, cheese Danish, peppermint tea stock-up, corrupt prosecutor goes to jail for wrongfully convicting an innocent man, Skate Bordeaux, Slappy Hour with Jason Adams, lunch at Ranchito.

Tuesday soundtrack. Distillers, Aerosmith, Drive Like Jehu, Samhain, Early Man, Tilts, Kentucky Knife Fight, Odd Numbers.

Monday, November 17, 2014

november seventeenth

Five for November 17th:

Snow days. I was initially pretty bummed to get a couple of inches snow dumped on us two weeks before Thanksgiving, but that feeling dissipated pretty quickly. Could still do without the sub-zero temperatures, however.

Change of scenery. Rearranged the back living room of the house yesterday with awesome results. Much better layout and use of wall space, got some new storage for Jane’s toys, and we freed up the one lone vent in the room which will make for a (hopefully) warmer winter.

Weekend shredding. Quick slider bar/curb sesh over on the Hill followed by a coffee-fueled mini-ramp jam with practically everyone on Saturday afternoon.

Cool stuff. Strange Donuts, dinner party at Seth & Lindsay’s, Downloaded Napster documentary, support Mokabe’s, cheesesteak chimichanga, Anonymous hacks the KKK’s twitter, Future Primitive.

Darren Wilson sucks. As if that weren’t already clear enough.

Friday, November 14, 2014

november fourteenth

Five for November 14th:

Baby two. Look out, people of earth: Lisa and I have a new baby coming in May, and we found out yesterday it's a boy! Needless to say- despite the fact that we’re still wrapping our heads around not just having two kids but also having a son- we're beyond excited.

Social crutches. Although I definitely do think it's depressing to be out at a restaurant and see a table of 6 people all ignoring each other and staring at their iPhones for minutes at a time, a guy sitting alone at a bus stop or on a subway car going to work is a whole different thing, and seems to be what makes up the brunt of this flawed photo-article.

Glitched out. Apparently the new Assassin’s Creed Unity is suffering from some pretty horrifying and amazing glitches. Speaking of: glitch-infected blanket designs.

Cool stuff. Hell, Norway, attic workspace, the Internet responds as you would expect, Hi-Pointe reunion, TWS 2015 product guide, Jane’s holiday excitement, winter home project plans, this.

Weekend inaction. I wish I could tell you about all the awesome plans I had and stuff on my plate, but summer is over and fall may as well be too. It’s going to be freezing, snowing and depressing, so we’re just winging it. Hopefully some good stuff will materialize.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

november thirteenth

Five for November 13th:

Seoul Taco. Buckled down and made it happen last night after a month or so of lines-out-the-door lunchtime madness. Their steak burrito is so good it should be illegal.

Skatopia: 88 Acres of Anarchy. It wasted away in my Netflix watch list for two years, so I finally quit waffling and checked it out. As alternately inspiring and depressing a documentary as I’ve ever seen, but worth a watch.

Baby drummer. This infant’s patience is almost as impressive as his father’s intimate knowledge of every single Pantera drum fill.

Cool stuff. Updated Instagram App, Haro: The Rise of BMX Freestyle volume 2, little handyman, gigantic bag of fresh produce, Salba Sink or Swim episodes.

Flurries. Happening now. I don’t like it.