Thursday, May 25, 2006

its not what you say,

it's what you don't let them say.

tuesday may 23rd 2006





wreck'd


epp'd



poached, bf/gf


i went for dinner with my mom, aunt and sister at massawa


penny, sorry i didnt blog you better. we were sitting on the same side, so it was hard




then we went to the ledge...


and they wanted to scope the bears, so i said i would shoot it if we could blog all the aurora-"bear"ealis'









the riverbanks are still insanely flooded


holdin it down


wednesday may 24th 2006





the city blew it and didn't tell me that they were spraying pembina with pesticides today, so i accidentaly huffed whatever was in this thing until i noticed him a few blocks up... coordinate fools!




scott's got a throat infection and he's goin to NYC, so hes gonzo for a week and a half... later'd



dins with this bro
if you dont know about la fiesta on sherbrook, now you know. best/only good burrito in town.








alright time for a public service anouncement

i dont think that skateboarding should be legal. and if a business wants to kick us off their property thats alright with me, i can move on. if police want to kick us out of spots where we're destroying stuff, thats alright (it just shows the state of fear and willfull ignorance in which the majority of people choose to live. but when people start getting thrown against walls and ticketed for skating to the store in their own neighborhoods, something's gone horribly arye.

this law only serves to protect the interests of business. the police are only enforcing the neoliberal idea that the state's duty is to eliminate all barriers to profit making.

practically speaking, enforcing this law only ignites flames of hatred and distrust in young people by criminalizing a completely innocecnt activity.

if you get a ticket, hold onto it, DO NOT PAY IT, show up to court on the day that it says and plead not guilty. chances are it will get thrown out. if it doesn't, tell the judge you can't afford to pay it and you would like to do community service. this way, it costs the state way more money and effort to ban skateboarding than to let it slide. (consolidated came up with this idea years ago when they used to run alot of political ads. it's nice to see them doing that again. also scope their regular site, colin's on it!

do not resist the officer, they are filthy erogant pricks, i know, but just let it slide, mouthing off will only get your board taken away or worse. take the ticket and do the afforementioned. or just ignore me and do nothing and be disconted... but we can take control of this thing without paying any money or respect to the powers that would have us live in fear.



a couple got missed, but with any luck, they'll get taken care of.

this all might be happening to whip us into shape so that when the park gets here we're gratefull for a safety haven.

the park looks ill but i also see it ushering in dark days for street skating downtown... keep your fingers crossed,

click for bigger panoramas

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

wreckuidiom for a dream tour 2006!

so tyler orchestrated a trip consisting of the wreck and idiom posse's entitled "wreckuidiom for a dream". the plan was to drive out to minneapolis for the long weekend to shred and hook up some footy for our respective video projects. he also worked out for us to pick up and drop off vans for his dads business landing us with gas and hotel paid for and a little extra in our pockets at the end of the day. free trip on a long weekend??? gnarly!!!
i can't believe you pulled it off ty!

friday may 19th 2006

who doesn't like photos of gear???



the posse:
patrick "hat trick" "two dads" lychfield-med


craig "cremo" "creme de la cremo" dueck and evan "evan" sinclair


jake "corked three" kuzyk


tyler "dirty gurngler" geurts


james "the freeze" friesen


bram "aparently tyler doesnt really respect me much" adey


shred central


skateboarders love ipods... thats whats up...


fuck the back seat, idiom crew were all sitting up front. leaving a completely empty bench seat and bed in the back. maximum bro points.






our hotel room had one bed, we had seven bodies, fourteen feet, fourteen armpits




first morning, van's later'd


pushed her to the shoppe


then went shredding






there were berzerker bank spots everywhere
tyborg wallie




two dads went ballistic on this kinker



all of a sudden we were in little brittain





uhhh...


wussup tranny???








if you drive a hummer you should be shot...


...in the penis


chipotle for dins





we went to first avenue to see mogwai and a lady in front of us in line hooked me up with a free ticket. much respek!



i thought the opening band was pretty balls


mogwai was ill. but there were way too many lazerbeams assaulting my face at all times and the stage is way too fucking high in that joint. i heard that prince runs that place though, so i wont talk too much shit.







waynes world two was on



the van got fixed



tour breakfast...






jake barged this spot despite getting the boot


we almost forgot the sign there, but two dads stepped up and got it back.



much to ty, cremo and two dads chagrin, i forced them to stop at this ill taco joint







insane amounts of drank got consumed


ran into some familiars




shin report:
evan


james


jake


cremo


tyty


two dads


me


why do i look like i got in a fist fight with 79 feril weasels???

by the end i had mad people on the burrito program





POTM??? nope, legit attempt.


i love a well kempt lawn... so lush...



fobia's later'd




"dude, blog these burnouts!!!"
-hat trick


things were feelin severe like if i didnt get to a bathroom soon, something bad was gonna happen


"dude, i'd be psyched if i lived in there and it was burnin down!!! except of course when you get to the bottom of the wacky shak spiral staircase and have to jump two stories down."
-tyty






me and ty gettin ill dubs



we tried to go swimming, but there were turds...



boys will be boys...


in lieu of the scent and moisture in the room, we slept in the van




after three nights and no cleaning services because bro's didnt want anyone fucking with their ipods... the room was pretty trite. the only way i can describe the smell is if you were to create a scent to represent pure, blind hatred, it would end up smelling something like that.

the carpet was damp with mens perspiration and the walls were dripping with condensation... absolutely unbearable... after only three nights.

i couldn't even shoot film in there because my lenses would just fog up instantly, it was worse than when i was trying to shoot in the rain forest. honestly.





yet there still seemed to be an air of innocence about the whole thing...


back to taco villa for lunch...



...while those bros ate the worst looking most ghetto buffet i've ever witnessed, all because ty remembered there was a hot waitress last time



kristian svitak was there! hey tyty, when did you get such ill style???







border dulldroms...






meera, here's another, we've got lots to share





back home to one of my fav's!