wizzard talk

SRS FGGTRY

This is why you don't buy skateboards from wal-mart

Dave Katz. This dude came from hungary to fullfill his skateboarding dream. he lurked many a couch in south florida before finally setting sail to San Fran with something like $60 and a bus ticket. apparently, he lived on the streets in SF for a while before finally being taken in by the fine folks at the newell house. things were looking up for the boy. Then, he was stopped while going to skate with some dudes in a car for lack of seatbelts. Straight to the immigration dept. where it was established that if he could get someone to pay for his flight back to hungary, then he could come back. however no one had that kind of scratch, the immigration dept. had to pay, and homie got deported, not to come back for 10 years or something totally drastic. this dude bled the skateboard. Sad Timz...

this asshole asked a waitress at a sushi resteraunt for a "Bukake Roll" the other night. Ever wonder if your sushi was gonna get hocked in before? niether had I. She was not impressed or amused.

Due Date

work

Wall shit

figured i need a bit of skateboarding and shit up in here so pulled a couple pics taken from doug's warehouse. This is doug's 2nd or 3rd warehouse he's inhabited since i met him back in my collegiate days. i don't even know if that's spelled right. anyway. So doug once lived in this dude's roof of his house named kyle. the roof was rad. One day doug and i are up in the roof doing art crap and kyle comes up decked in full on S.W.A.T. attack gear with automatic machine gun as well. maybe it was a shot gun. i don't remember. anyways, he scared the shit outta us. A year or so later Kyle jumped the entire house on his motorcylcle. he's a stunt guy now. oh he used to rip way before that at ramp 48 (the older, less gay one) always sporting a fireman's helmet. Anyways, this is ben gore on the jank-ass wall/soon-to-become-a-painting contraption his drunk ass made a few minutes earlier.

This one's Man-up manor. If you don't know chris then you probably don't know that he is a hater of the highest calibur. but i think it's all a front because i knew him some years back and he was sweat as pie. I think his work ethics have morphed his mentality. If you do know him, then you know he's the raddest dude out, and that his skating, though hindered by years of south florida's lack of transitional endeavors (and the fact that it used to be way more important to be able to nollie heel than front rock some gnar shit), have kept him in their shackles until somewhat recently. He Walks it like he talks it: "Man-up, bitch"

Same wall, different day. This is Ian rosenbaum. known to many as rosenbeard, wierd beard, the baumer, and a bunch of other stuff. All i know is that i met this dude when he was a little jit with long hair and only a bit of time on the board under his belt. Then i saw him just throw airwalks off launch ramps first day trying 'em and shit, and lots of other soon-to-be-considered-rad-again stuff like that. Now he's getting to be a grown-ass man that has, in my eyes, always pushed his limits, had equisite taste in music, and been a really fucking cool person to know. blah blah blah.

fakie chicken leg to ass-fault crusher ride through beer now plz k thx.

ex-sloridian

as of 1:00 p.m. eastern standard time on the 25th day of September, 2007, south Florida loses one of it's most prominent slore hunters - Alex Safier.

I'm going to miss being woken up by naked drunken man standing in our bathroom taking down our shower curtain. I'm gonna miss waking up in the morning to find every object in our home not bolted down being stacked up into one giant 'everything' sculpture in out living room. I'm gonna miss being around a dude who *seriously* likes to party 24/7.

Stay out of Hawaiian gangs, Safe. and don't let all that natural beauty get you down.

see you there soon.

off sistrunk...

these 6 people breathe life into, um, life.

Song of Bird.

Man-up in the white tee back there looks pretty reserved considering that 5 minutes earlier he took a piss in the corner of the bar and swatted a glass mug across the room, which prompted our exit.

mango

This is Alessandro Echeverria. He is from Italy. He is swimming through the cruel shithole that is south florida, and he does it with versatility. Within a week of meeting him, and un-named 'someone' (ruggles) nicknamed him Mango. He takes his new name in stride.

He reminds me of fine wine.

rough rider

This is Class.

Note to New Jersey: Please don't ever stop vacationing here.

In all honesty, this was her 'good side' - I'm telling you no lie when i say that i have never seen a human face so closely resemble that of a pit bull.

Tramp(s)oline

i have no idea who these boobs belongs to, but it was an interesting evening. Daddy would be proud. That's Kieth merkin' tha tittays, and yes that's a tab shirt. I don't think anything else really needs to be said about this pic...

Same girl, about 15 minutes earlier.
That trampoline has seen alot of action.
I'm not talking about backflips and games of 'crack the eggs' either. I've woken up, walked out back, and seen nothing but limbs poking out of blankets. true story.
Also, a couple of people have accidentally clothes-lined themselves on that electrical wire.

Another time, Chris did a backflip, then an accidental second backflip off the tramp and landed in sitting-position in a nearby chair. you'll just have to take my word for it. Woulda been youtube gold.

Around here we're all about 'safety first.'

priceless

Man, this Twigglin' shit is rad...and powerful. I mean look at this. Does anyone fathom the potential damage? I'm not some hipster vice magazine 'do' and 'don't' - writing dicknose, but if i were, this would definitely be a 'do.' As in 'Do' get a little loose, sieze life by the balls, and say 'fuck it, dude.'

love this muppet

real first one

hi. i don't know who wrote that little anecdote about the lion, the ass, and the fox, but shit has way too many typos.

so here we are.

can i first just say that i think the word 'blog' is unsavory. with that said, i've come up with a few alternative words that will from here on out refer to 'blogging.'

they are:

Merking
Steaking
Twiggling



I feel better now. and oooooh! looky! I can totally gay-out with all these colors as much as i want !!!

i wish i had a cute little picture to post but i havn't figured that out yet. wait maybe that little icon of a picture up there in my tool bar...


check out these two bad ass motherfuckers

thats uncle tim on the right, and the hemmingway-looking dude is none other that my crazy uncle Joe. He likes to scare people by letting his dentures fall out of his mouth when he's talking to them. He also once told me that it was a good idea to throw empty beer cans into the ocean because they made good homes for octopuses.










the only skateboard related thing i have to say is: Mark Owens

lets all hope i get better at this