Here’s a polaroid from many years ago. That’s Aaron Van Den Bulke ollieing over the double set handrail and ,yes, thats Sweet Lou as Flash Boy.

Cabbie circa 1985.

The Kid.

One of the more “stoked” people you can ever meet, Atiba, has some ill gems up on the Mag site definitely worth checking out. This one is of handsome man, Paul Sharpe. I hate handsome people. They make me feel uglier than I really am.

I saw this picture on the SkateMag site that Sam McGuire shot of Mark Suciu. I immediately liked it. It reminds me of carefree times and also how amazing it would be to be Halba. Mark rips. Believe that.

Leave them shits on auto.
Smoke hella cigs.
Say mean things to the players.
Push the “take pic” button a bunch.
Tell photographers that “my photos are better then yours” until they believe it.

Viper shot this one Mr. Foster with a camera that I got him. Does that mean I can give myself credit for it? Yeah, it sure does. Cairo Foster, frontside Nose slide In Baltimore. Photo: Blogtrog

Our main man over at Slap has a bunch of his favorite photos he’s taken of the last 10 years. It’s in 3 parts, so make sure you check them all out. Lotsa homies in there. It’s kinda like a party. Maybe I should start drinking.

Big Nes gets his groove on with a long backside nosegrind. You see that? it’s called balance. If I had some of that I wouldn’t have to wear this damn helmet all the time.

When I first saw Caswell’s new Osiris ad I was like, “DAAAAAAMN!” Then I ran to the bathroom holding my butt cheeks together and barely made it before my bowels erupted. After I wiped and washed my hands, I came back to the mag and saw this ad again and I was like “Wow, that’s a really awesome kickflip!” Good job Berry!

All around amazing dude, Mark Whiteley…to know him is to love him and maybe even be a little jealous of him. Back before the 2000’s, Mark was the owner of some wicked pop, could nollie garbage cans standing up, make you feel like when your dad punishes you with one glance and had one mean wallride nollie (as seen below). The dude is so great, I showed his wife my balls then asked her if I had a rash and “supposedly” I spit on their limo at their wedding as the drove off to their honeymoon. After all that, they still invite me over for dinner from time to time.

Deringer was trying this front board to some crazy whirlybird. I’m not sure if he made it because while he was trying it, I was out front getting harassed by some overzealous policeman for NOT skating. Did you know that to become a cop you have to take an intelligence test. If you place too high, you won’t become a cop. This police officer must have done really well on the test. And by “well”, I mean he was an idiot.

Erik Deringer gets some wall time in with a mean switch wallride

Skated with some homeboys that made the trip up from crappy socal. Luis Cruz got some blood flowing to his office legs. That silly Pueto Rican has been in the lovely USA since he before he had hair on his little balls, but he still can barely speak english. I was worried that he might beat me up for talking shit because he’s hella buff, but I came to the conclusion that he probably can’t read so well either. America! Fuck yeah!

Pretty sure that a few other people have done this same stunt at the same spot. You might care….I don’t. The only thing I care about is not caring.

I’m pretty sure that in between molding the minds of our future’s youth and making not-so-ill rap music, or friend Dave Rosenburg, has lost his mind somewhere in the parallels of the vaginal vortex. Hopefully skateboarding is still part of his universe as the walls of reality come crashing down.

Anything to make the ladies happy. Caswell is a true gentleman.

Osiris announced Peter Raffin to the team as “San Jose’s finest.” I love Pete and all, but if he is San Jose’s finest, then I’m motherfucking Fred Atsaire. Maybe we’ll make Peter take a bath and/or put some clean clothes on and we can get him out of the curb-dwelling-homeless category and one step closer to the big O’s claim. Whether or not he’s scaggles or crispy, I’m not gonna deny that Jeeter gets down on his skateboard.

I know you bought the God Save the Label video, right? RIGHT?! ok good. Then I don’t feel bad about putting this part up.

When this trip was going down, I got all these texts from the dudes telling me about this dildo they found at a ditch and how pumped they were on it. Check out the dildo and the rest of the dildo’s over at slap on another Big Blue trip. I don’t even want to know where that monster, orifice plugger ended up. GROSS!

Featuring, Zack Wallin, Jon Nguyen, Viper, Roberto Aleman, Justin Strubin, Caswell Berry,  Joe Brooke, Pip, Peter Raffin and more!

Went skating out in Sac the other day. I thought I would be getting some sweet pics from that day since I was rolling with Joser, Lou and fucking gnar ripper, Mica Adamov. I whipped out my camera as the dudes started jumping over this bar at the first spot. I had Landi yapping in my ear about “what kinda camera is that. oh I had that one years ago.” blah blah bah. Right when I was about to punch him in the face I noticed my battery light flashing. Man, I really suck at this shit. Then, Landi pulled out all his gangster gear and got all the ill pics. Landi is lucky I’m such a pussy or I totally would have beat his ass! I guess I wasn’t totally worthless because I treated everyone to a Thai dinner. I’m sorta the biggest sweetheart ever.

 

Es Footwear announced that our boy, Ben Raemers, now rides for them. Apparently, Ben carries a big stick. I, personally, have never seen him carry any stick. I did see him in a strip club running around with a little boy boner. Maybe that would count as a twig, but probably not a big stick. Who the hell writes these announcements? I bet the person has never met Ben and probably has a tech beard.

Coming soon to a 24 Deep near us.

Here’s a photo that “Dickweed” Dan Zaslavsky shot of Zack Wallin. It was on one of the websites he works for. Yeah, I took it without asking. So. What is he gonna do about it? Get drunk and annoy the piss outta me? Yeah probably.

Thanks Dan. You’re still a swell guy. People like you.

That means; Bitchin Romero backside tail slide at the red park. I’m pretty sure if you text messaged that people would know what you mean. The English language is more deader than doornail.

Skate dad has been getting down in spite of his lil shredder being MIA and having to deal with more paper work that your average morning bowel movement. Looking all dashing and young here, he gets his grove on with a hand-plant assisted wallride to fakie and being shot out through the tight squeeze like his grounded son at childbirth. Nothing grosses me out like the thought of a shitty baby getting spat out some chicks womb all slimed up from afterbirth and still tied to the umbilical cord. Then all they do is eat, cry and shit themselves. Seems to me that being a father is a lot like working in skateboarding.