Fully Amped

Armed with a macro lens, forward momentum, and just the right mix of enthusiasm and obsession, Jon Taylor's been Tumbling and blogging up a storm over at 6L6GC.

Ritte Van Vlaanderen

"It is time we turn the pussy dial down to at least 6 and start acting like self-respecting bike racers. Let's stop taking things so seriously and enjoy the pain."



More at Ritte Van Vlaanderen

Turned on by Mr. Steve.

WWASH Photos

Over at the WWASH Picasa page you can find lots of photos from WWASH #1 that are good both for looking at and seeing.

Chingar I'm two hours early ... but I gotta go to bed, and tomorrow is busy ...

I'm gonna miss this and I'm not at all happy about it.
because of this ...



I chingar you not. Okay, a little. The Teddy Pendergrass cassette tape is the only tape in the truck I drive at work that is listenable other than spanish radio, and, well, every once and a while it can get purdy fricken annoying. The other day while driving around, Sonia found the tape and put it in ...

the more I get,
the more I want
from you bayyyybeeeee
the more you give
the more I need

Baby, I'm down with some Teddy. Tell you what.

But the hotel I work at in Yelapa, Mexico, opens up the weekend of the HFF, and there is no way I can't be here. I know it will be a heckteck as hell last few days before the 1st.

Wednesdays Wit Reda and The Faint

Last week's Wednesdays With Reda turned into this week's six-part backstage epic with Omaha's own The Faint.

The Berrics is so much killing it so much right now.


P.S. Faint's last show of their current US tour is this Saturday at Sokol.

Dam Fun

In his book Desert Solitaire Edward Abbey said of the Glen Canyon dam (Lake Powell):
“The Beavers had to go and build another goddamned dam on the Colorado. Not satisfied with the enormous silt trap and evaporation tank called Lake Mead (back of Boulder Dam) they have created another even bigger, even more destructive, in Glen Canyon.”

A good problem ... what are you going to do about it? Well, we said get a 30 year old boat, some kayaks, and go. Perfect desert holiday: swim, play, kayak, and hike. Water in the desert is all good. 1,960 miles of canyon shoreline to explore.

Down on the streets

If I could just wipe that silly grin off my face, we might have decent shot. Unfortunately, I was/am genuinely happy as opposed to the usual cynical happiness of everyday life that gets me through.

My Team, Team Skam

This link was posted over at the bummer life avoiding folks' blog, but now that I've gone all the way through their archive I'm surprised I didn't see myself or anyone else I know. I guess I've got something to work on for the rest of the summer.
-Johnny

Empty Promises

What if a water park emptied all its runs and then invited you and your friends over to skate for a few days?

Total fantasy, I know, but it might look something like this video on The Skateboard Mag website.

Full feature in issue #53 of The Skateboard Mag.
In real skateshops right now.

Bread and Cup Blog

Did you know that Bread & Cup had a blog?
Me either.

They also have soup, bread, and some really cool people making it all for you. And beer.

Did I mention the beer?

Stop by at noon on Saturday for Nebraska brews from Modern Monks and Empyrean as well as some German-inspired eats. As a bonus, Kevin will no doubt be concocting something with the goods he picks up at the Farmers' Market.

That all sounds pretty good to me.

High five to Beer of Kid.

Cog #3

Cog 03 is out now.

Check out a couple articles from the newest issue on the Cog web site.

While you're there, order back issues and then subscribe for life.

6570 days ago ...

Man, Kevin. You've sure been at it for a long, long, long time. Same issue has one of the most favoriteist interviews kw ever did.

NAHMBS

The North American Hand Made Bicycle Show was last weekend in Portland.

Cheryl and I happily paid our entrance fees and promptly ran into the GB of all PGGBs Nate.

After that it was a taut Cornhusker thread tying everything together with the Meschkes repping Signal Cycles, Rick Hunter repping Monkey Wrench, Steve Potts repping Nebraskans (scroll down to the bottom), and then we happily found out that Chris King’s ONLY print ad in any publication is in Lincoln Ve-Low.

Feeling good and proud of our homeland, we kept the streak alive with former NE GBs Katie, Kirk, and Chad. Honorary Huskers were there too, including Bob K, Kevin I, Michael L, Lori D, Michelle P, Natas K, Reese F, and over 4,000 other familiar friendlies.
I guess the whole shebang is going off again next year in Indy.
We're going to try hard to be there and suggest you all do the same.

Here's a flickr set of some of my photos for looking at with your eyes.

Feast Week

Got home last night from a week or so on Flip's Feast Tour.

There are a few tasty nuggets up and viewable thanks to buddy Bratrud and (humbly) my own damn self.

it still rips

Again with the coffee.

Made it to the premiere of Nike SB's video Nothing But The Truth. They held it at the Kodak theater in Hollywood.

Yeah, the place where the Academy Awards are every year.



Very big deal.
Lots of popcorn, too.
















They replaced the movie star portraits with shots of the NIke SB skaters. Here's Skateboard Mag photog and Sacto's own Jeff Landi pointing at another of Sacto's own ... Stefan Janoski.

They'll make fun of each other about this later.










The place was like a very big church, and the crowd assembled was as respectful as if they were at a wedding.
It was strange.


Usually these premiers are screaming and yelling matches and the place gets torn apart. Not this time, though. I think everyone was all freaked out.

Nothing But The Truth is amazing, though.



Very different, very out there, and one step of many that skateboarding should continue taking in order to keep ahead of the bean counters and demographers.

Let the haters hate.

Skateboarding needs to stay weird.

It Rips

Drinking coffee.
That's what I'm doing right now.
It rips.
Went and saw stuff and did stuff last week.
More ripping.




















Had a Macrobiotic lunch with friends.




































Then an impromtu visit with my favorite skater/
filmmakers Charno and Buddy. They've got a new sopt and a new name — Six Stair. That's Noah in the middle.






Then down the block to Canter's with Pat and Adeline for some pickles and fries.