Europe... blimey!!!

I leave for europe in a few days, and I must say that I am very excited. Three whole months in Europe!? Fuck yeah! I am bringing my shitty video camera along (complete with screw-on fisheye lens) in hopes of getting some Kream-Up V.1 clips. Although the trip is going to be amazing, I will miss my friends and family, my dogs, my bike named cum-dumpster, the kreamaz and the bozeman skatepark, and getting drunk on my porch, but its not like I am gone forever, its just three months. See you in November. I will post updates on this shit so check often (for the five of us that read this thing).

Nick

rob and jens wedding...

it was beautiful and awesome. seriously one the best weekends of my life. i'll update this later in more detail, and include some photos from the bachlor party skate tour also, but in the meantime i leave with this...

if you dont know who jason lytle he is the former singer/songwriter for the successful band Grandaddy. he is also a extremely talented skater and close friend of jen and rob. i unfortunatly missed this little session in the tippee, i had gone to bed(i was pretty drunk and tired after seeing Sick Pony(another great band) at the hungry bear bar) but fortunatly our friend dave captured it for us all to see.

not to get all sad and sappy, but this really an amazing wedding for two of the most amazing people i know..

Bros vs. Brahs

I went to the Irish festival last night and was hanging out with some buddies on the end of a Pier and some drunk bros came over and talked to us. Dan tried to convince them to come on his talk show and we ended up talking to them for a while. They were the most stereotypical Bros ive ever met. They all used said "Chill" a lot. Not like oh were just chilling, but rather like "oh bro did you see ..... at 10k they were so chill" Dan told them he played guitar and hosts a college radio show and they were like oh thats chill do you know of like DMB and shit. It was a pretty dumb conversation. Every thing was just so chill with these kids.

After the concert I went to sams house to hang out with Pete and Sam. We drank beers in his room and reminisced about getting caught smoking there 3 years ago. We watched Star Wars and talked about the subtle differences between Bros and Brahs. We basically couldnt come up with any major differences but these. Bros say chill and are usually drink more and have a very shallow personality, they tend to like DMB. (Logan i know you arent a bro just because you like Dave Matthews) Brahs dont say chill as much and smoke more pot and try to learn acoustic guitar, especially jack johnson. They love music festivals and you know just hanging out playing ultimate, drinking beer and being around hallucinogenics.

Back to the night. So we had a 12 pack of grain belt which we drank quickly and we made the sickest beeramid out of it. So funny we were the lamest kids in town. Drinking beer in sams room watching Star Wars and 1 o'clock at night.

Look forward for some epic shit bjorn.....
later
alex

Three 6 MAFIA!

I had no clue that Stevie Williams was a fan. Goes to show what I know!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UqU3j_xLRnc

I just took the most epic hit of my life!

So yeah, as Nick stated, the trip was a blast. I spent about an hour logging one of the tapes last night. Man, even with an awesome computer, HD can be a pain in my ass! Anyway, heres a little photo album for everyone of my recent adventures. HEYAAAAA

-Logie BearNick and his IdolTat
HOTTTTTTCasey Getting Clean At the Polson park

The Troll

A few of us decided to go on a skate daytrip to Dillon and Butte. Bjorn and Logan talked Diekman into driving. I joined the crew and drove my own car. The posse was Bjorn, Casey, Diekman in his car, and Logan, Dallas, Fletcher and I in my car. We headed to dillon first. Pretty fun park, except for the rocks in the snakerun, one of which bjorn hit immediately, pitching him into the facing wall. Fuck, ouch. Every time i tried to go around it I hit rocks too. The mini section was amazingly fun though. We all skated it for awhile, logan was filming with his new HD camera. We all got clips. I learned three new tricks. We got the fuck outta there and went to Dairy Queen. Delicious. Then we drove to Butte and skated as it got dark. I told some kid there that Bjorn was sponsored, and the kid immediately started asking the "how do i get sponsored" questions. It was funny. On our way outta Butte, zach got a flat tire, so we all hung out at some sleazy gas station while he fixed that shit. Rolled into Bozeman around eleven thirty, and i was dead tired. Somehow my roomate Mark and friend Cliffton talked me into going to a party. I played a game of beer pong and failed to make a single cup. House rules state that failure to make a cup means that you must sit underneath the beer pong table for the duration of the entire next game. You are the Troll under the table. It was my first time trolling. It wasnt so bad though because i got to wear an army flak jacket and helmet, and the three girls at the party came down and joined me for a picture, it wasnt too bad at all.

oh thoses cazy koreans, or chinese, or maybe some sort of spanish, i dont know.

FollowUp: Legend

I mentioned legend in the previous post because, as i mentioned, he was at wallenburg in 04. He told me it was three dudes, legend included, that Phelps was going to pay to jump down it. Legend told me he was going to try to tre flip it but the guy who went before him got completely jacked and the contest was over. Not even worth it. The contest isnt going to be at Wallenburg but rather at a secret spot. I was glad to see Sierra was mentioned in the mix.

Anyway, I am stoked to hear Bjorn is coming to MN! I cant wait to see you all in montana.

ps Anyone know whats going on with the helena skatepark?

Alex

Legend had to hit this up

Thrasher website reads....

It started at Wallenberg in 1991, when Jesse Paez frontside 180’d the Big Four for 263 bucks. The kickflip was up next; Markovich got denied, but we gave him the cash anyway after some serious stacks. Then came 2004. I called ’em out, they came, they saw, they got broke. Aaron Artis? Gizmo? Anybody remember Elissa Steamer? Everybody out there, save the date and put this on your radar: On August 30th, 2008, history will be made as SF rises again. $10,000 for first place, $25,000 purse (this ain’t no Maloof shit, bitch), and I’ll give a grand to any broad who’ll jump the secret stack that we got lined up. Reynolds? Duffel? Ramondetta? Romero? Malto? Bachinsky? Gravette? Fellers? Dompierre? Come on down, more details coming real soon...
—Jake Phelps

Legend told me he was at the one in 04 and was going to try to enter....We shall see it should be sick

When in Bozeman, do as your manager does.

So Bozo has been really good so far. Its safe to say that I'm being super lazy so far. The last few days we (Casey, Bjorn, and I) decided it would be a good idea to dress super trashy at the skate park. Yesterday we dressed in cut offs, overalls, and other such "red neck" apparel. I never that the time would come in my life where I would look this trashy. And to tell you the truth, I really enjoy doing so. Maybe its because its anti trendy. Or maybe its an ego issue. I have no clue. There just is something about dressing up in jerzies and cut offs that really appeals to me. My mother before I left asked me if I was smoking pot. I assured her that I wasn't. However, I think she desires to find a reason behind my recent habits in dressing, ha. I told her its because I "didn't give a fuck." Not too sure if she believed me. Anyway this is really random to be discussing. Especially anything about my mother.

Today Bjorn and I drove to about a billion different places to find me a parking permit. Each place told us some other place. This was a challenge for my patients. Anyway, we finished the night with a night sesh at smiths and the college. Nothing too eventful. Some good footy though.

Anyway, pumped to be home. This is the first time i really have had a permanent home. Can't wait for tomorrow.

Yankton South Dakota

So my cousin got married this weekend and the reception was a bit of a shit show.  I ended up talking to my uncle about his career as a cycling bum we would get up and fill our cups up about every 20 minutes.  He had some epic stories and he ended up giving me his old race bike for free.  Im stoked, he is an awesome uncle.  I also talked to my other uncles and aunts and the reoccurring topic of choice was about how my dad got really drunk at my uncle's wedding when he was a freshman in college.  He got so drunk that my grandpa never drank another drink in his entire life (25 years).  Im glad I didn't make an ass out of myself this weekend.  Also, 100 degrees in SD and 100 percent humidity.  It sucked.  I hear logan got pretty crazy and i am excited to go back to see all the budda kreamaz.

One thing I noticed.  I never even got questioned about my age in South Dakota.  Im pretty sure they have a no ID policy in that state and being drunk around all my relatives was great.  They just gave me drinks even my mom gave me drinks.  It was pretty fun.  My ankle is great now and i am going to skate a bunch in the next weeks.

well later

I was drugged and taken advantage of. Thanks Casey.

So yesterday me and my good friend Casey Bruff wake up in Kalispell at about five thirty in the morning. We ended up leaving at six after finally packing my car so full that i couldnt even see out the window. Anyway, that aside, we first headed to Polson, and warmed up at the park, this was followed by a trip to St. Ignacious, Missoula, Butte, Whitehall, and finally Bozeman. The drive was good, Casey spent the majority of the car ride buzzed from bicardi rum and coke. I, the driver, was sober. Well anyway, we get to Bozeman, skate a while, and then decide to go to Nicks and hang out. (I sound like a damn five year old with this blog, but oh well, college isnt for another month anyway, so I have a right to write like an infant). Anyway, I don't really drink that much, basically I'll have a few beers and thats it. Casey asked me if I wanted to try the coke and rum mix, I decided I would and just told him to keep in heavy on the coke. Well anyway, it was by no means heavy on the coke. I also ended up drinking it in about five minutes followed by another. Everyone else decided to go elsewhere, but me being sick with a bad cold, I decided it would be good to stay behind. After this I don't remember a thing. At four casey wakes me up and I throw up for an hour. Amazing. I also discovered a nazi swastica(thats not how you spell it but you get it) and a rather large penis on my body, along with a dirt stache. Well anyway, that was a lot of writing for nothing that big, but I just woke back up and am in a bad mood.

On a side note, i'm back in Bozeman! I need to throw up.

Love Logan.

How

Man born without eyes paints.