CRETIN: /kret'in/, /kree'tn/, n.
Congenital loser; an obnoxious person; someone who can't do anything right

CONCRETIN: /kahn'kret'in/, /kahn'kree'tn/, n.
Cretin who loves to skate concrete

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

No, really

If somebody told you Skidzilla landed a sweeper, you'd question it with a raised eyebrow. If somebody said Skidzilla and Tony landed a sweeper, you'd say, "No way!" If somebody told you Skidzilla, Tony and Junior landed a sweeper - all in the same nite - then everyone wired 'em, you'd call bullshit and give 'em a big fat titty twister for fuckin with ya. But that's what went down at our session tonite at Phil's. And that was the lame shit cuz Walt was there doing what Walter do. And Phil was there actin' the ramp owner and killin' it his own self and finally notching his belt with the long-elusive frontside ollie to tail. He went ahead and dialed that one in, too. Fun was had. See rag below. And keep yer damned titty twisters!

Messin around

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Pray For Sun

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Lucky Me

I didn't get to skate to day cuz of kid duty. I still had fun, just not fun skating. Anyway, I did look at some skate video and even edited this one from the AZ trip. It's hard to see in web resolution, but I'm carving over some stairs in the shallow end of the pool. Lucky me. I think I only made it thru unscathed a couple of times, and Nikoli go this one on film. I'm kinda bummed, cuz the way it is filmed it looks effortless, but the pucker factor was high (as demonstrated by OMP) and the consequences great (as demonstrated by Tracy aka ENGMOFO).

Lil' Tony knows GNAR when he sees it.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy VD!

Hope all is well with you and yours! Have a great day!

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Skidzilla Ruins Everything

Wardical was superstoked to check out the miniramp wasy out in Spencer Co. So, we rolled. Frankly, I was surprised to be invited back.

My last visit to the ramp I pretty much infected Phil, the owner, with some sorta virus. Then after passing the virus, I killed Phil's next skate opportunity by canceling a planned trip to Ollies. Hey! I was thinking cold rainy winter day, not Sunny-50-Degree-Inconvenient-Truth-Global-Warming winter day when we planned it. I just couldn't justify driving two hours, spending money, and skating in a warehouse colder than outdoor when the hometown FREE park was calling. Still I ruined that trip, cuz Phil had a rare not-on-call-for-work-and-can-plan-an-out-o-town-skate pass.

Jr. was even nice enough to drive me out to Phil's. I didn't get him sick, but I did ruin a planned Ollie's trip for him recently, too. My knee, sore from my last Ollie's trip, decided to be oh-so-painful on the morning of the planned trip and only got worse. So, Junior, I know I ruined that one too - I even teleruined that trip for Gimpy, cuz was gonna join us, too.

Anyway, the skating was a blast! Phil is dialing in his blunt to 50-50s. He was stoked cuz he got he got his reverts back thanks to Ward's prodding and encouragement. Jr. was his despicable self; trying everything and nearly landing all of it.

I nutted up and worked on my Laybacks under Wardical's Tutelage - and they are looking good, if I don't say so myself. I can't wait to take it back to the Concrete!

Hell, I might even learn to land 'em!

Anyway...plans were made for a make-up session at Ollie's - Phil, was in, Junior, Ward, Tony, maybe Paul and Gimpy. But, Mother nature had other plans. I got sicker-n-shit on Thursday. I shoulda known it was comin' when I started seein' stars after long runs on Phil's miniramp. I called it on Friday after I got my antibiotics and cough suppressant from my doc. I figured no big deal - plenty of others planning the trip - no biggie for me to cancel to convalesce. But, I think I got Ward sick, and Jr. got hurt. Paul called it after I did. SO I don't know if it ever went down.

Post up if it did otherwise I'll assume the Post Title still applies.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Volume 1 Feb 2008

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Dear Diary...

I skated today. It was RAD!

Who are we kidding... That's what this is. Right? But somehow, it's less lame because it uses technology. So on with the journal entry. Hey, at least it's not MySpace!

Several sessions have happened in the past two weeks that haven't been documented. I personally think, simply because I wasn't there. These other bastards keep leavin' us hanging. I only bitch about it trying to guilt them into adding content to the blog so I can live vicariously through their sessions. But alas... Today (and yesterday even) I got the ok from the Momma to go shred!

Today was a planned Ollie's Skatepark outing, but with 50 degree DRY weather, in February, with 40,000 sq. ft. of smooth 'crete, it seemed dumb to pay to skate indoors. So we didn't, which meant I got to join in! Yay me! Once again the park was virtually empty, and now the sun is beginning to rise a little higher, a little sooner, so by 10 am the shadows weren't so harsh. Participants included NoShow, Skidzilla, Junior, myself, Travio, Tony, and I'll be damned if Wicked Wade wasn't there before me! We were about to repossess his Concretins t-shirt for lack of participation. He has now surpassed Steve in number of sessions in the past month! (2 months even!) Steve-O where are you? You slacker! Jr. was ripping with his new FS hip hop and has been nuttin' up for rock fakies in the 6'. Skidzilla was still hackin' a bit, but marathon runs including good corner grinds and double truckers in the bowl were healthy enough. Tony is blowing me away with how quickly he has picked up 50-50s and rock-n-rolls. Those ramp sessions really are helping. Hopefully I can make it to one of those in the near future. I had a few good 6' 50-50s, and a nice rock in the deep (8') after a good pipe run. Other highlights included Wade's 50-50s, Ward's FS rocks and 6' bonk ins, NoShow drawing new lines, and Travio making me dizzy with his speed in the shallows. Skidzilla also impressed us all with fs slashers in the deep, my favorite going from the 11' to the 8'. He busted out his new cam, and I do believe he got some great shots, we'll see how long it takes him to post them up. (More backhanded guilt. Maybe it'll work this time.)
- Junior doesn't skate angry. He laughs and says, "I got frontsides! Neener, neener, neener!" Punk.

- Skidzilla looks skeered, but he's not. Suppressing his fs mangina.

Other recent items of note:
Junior and his woman are only awaiting final closing and they will be homeowners! Congrats you two! Whenever you're moving, I'm busy that weekend. :) But let me know when you're ready to build the mini in the backyard.

I did a phone interview with Columbia Wire Service regarding old guys who skate, who have lives, jobs, wives, kids, mortgages, like the Concretins and OldManArmy. The article should be available by the end of the month.

Indy is doing fantastic. He's adorable and has been letting us get some sleep most nights. I imagine that will change dramatically about the time his mother goes back to work and I take over 24-7 kid duty for 2 weeks.
- Alice read that smiles are just gas in the first few weeks. Here's a poot in progress.

Life likes to bean you in the nads with a curve ball when you least expect it. Alice found out last week that her office will be closing, likely in April... So as if fatherhood wasn't enough to make me freakout (I've been doin' well, so apparently it wasn't), now I'm going to be the sole bread winner for a bit... I work for the state, so it's more like crouton winner.

I did get a new ride along with the kiddo. A 2000 Subaru Outback. It's schweet! Heated leather seats are nice on these cold winter mornings, but Skidzilla is right... just about the time it's comfortable, you get the butt crack sweat line. 4-6 weeks from now and I'll have the CRETIN license plate. Looking forward to the first real roadtrip in it.

So anyway... Not everything is as smooth as the tranny's downtown, but my bearings are fast and wheels are the perfect durometer to keep on cruisin'. And the coolest thing I witnessed today, was not Juniors ripping while laughin', nor Skidzilla pushing it in the deep end, it was Lil' Jacob, standing on deck, and sayin', "Get it Dad!" while Tony busted a grind. Thanks Jacob. Absolutely awesome.