Sitting and waiting for car drama to be resolved is never fun. But when a fat guy walks in and leans over the counter with his harsh brackish stanky ass and sweat shorts (yes, sweat shorts) soaked with who-knows-what, (probably butt juice and perspiration) it makes things a little more bearable.
This is probably corny and soft, but I kinda feel like I need to mention it for some reason.
The official date of my first portfolio post, 11 Ways to Be an Idiot at a Concert, was June 27, 2005. I bought my domain name (RobBrink.com) in late 2000 and the site actually went live in like, 2002 (I think) with nothing but this logo up there lurking for a few years:
You heard me right. Think about it. Hucking yourself up and over the rail, then getting your front foot back on the front of the board to evenly distribute your weight over the rail while letting go with your hand and not letting your back foot pull you down to your nutsack on the rail as you attempt to slide down it.
Leave it to the Gonz. What's more? Dan fucking Drehobl. Get Krooked Kronicles! Sooner rather than later.
Here's a real trife Photo Gallery from X Games 2001 in Philly. Once again, before the dawn of a quality digital camera was invented. FYI, despite being on the media list for this event, I had to bribe an EXPN employee with a set of Venture trucks to get in the press lane for the street contest. Shady.
I haven't seen one in quite some time, but a snakeboarder showed up at the skatepark tonight and I kinda got to thinking about what it was like to be one of only a few skateboarders in my entire high school back in the day. That weird feeling of alienation and truly being different, ya know? Sometimes even lonely or scared.
Chuck Palahniuk Gallery! Random photos from some of his book signings (Choke, Lullaby, Haunted) over the years. Some of them are nice and shitty. Gimme a break, it was a few years ago before digital cameras got good.
Some Go Skateboarding Day video. The Lake Forest scene is just off the hook. Please excuse the harsh red glare across half the video frame. I got drunk in Paris and dropped my camera a few times. A new one is en route to my place.
1 year = 365 days. Go Skateboarding Day = 1 Day.
Might as well repair the bowl, rendering it unskateable, on Go Skateboarding Day, right? Because the other 364 days of the year just don't seem like logical times to close the bowl.
Today, I'm going skateboarding and hangin with etnies peeps and eating free food at my local skatepark! Then, thanks to Jim Thiebaud I'm going to watch the new Krooked, Real and Anti Hero DVDs that arrived at my place yesterday. Then, tonight, I'm gonna skate some more and probably come home and watch those DVDs again. Sounds fun to me...stop reading, go skateboarding.