LIFE IN THE FASTLANE

             It's been such a kickass winter, and spring, I'm totally thankful for everything that's been going down lately. I'm in a good place with my job, my life, and I've got to get out and skate way more than any other winter I can ever remember. 
             I am well aware that sounds corny as fuck, but in all seriousness, it's been fucking awesome. I think it's funny as fuck that people don't realize that yes, I'm 35, and yes I still skateboard. Am I hucking myself down 15 stair hand rails? Fuck no, it's not like I'm responsible enough to have health insurance. But I have a house, a car, and pay my bills thank you very fucking much.
            But that doesn't mean I won't grind the fuck out of a ledge for an hour straight, or work on kickflipping a stick for an hour. It's all skating. My friend Josh got broke off one day on this flat bar, just slipped out, thought he might of broken his arm. We were at the hospital, and the nurse asked him why he was skating at his age? If he didn't get paid for it and wasn't a professional. That's what people never understand, it's the pure fun and love of it.  I told him he should of asked her why she was just a nurse and not a Doctor? 
             Skateboarding is no different than some 50 year old playing tennis, well except for the whole bodily harm and danger and adrenaline thing, but that's the point isn't it? Maybe I'm sick, but it feels good to wake up a little sore from eating shit, it feels even better to pull a trick that you've been working on. Yeah it takes a few more days to heal up, and yeah, those 15 stairs turned into 5 stairs, but it's still the most fun thing in the world. I had a friend say skateboarding is the best invention ever, next to the guitar. I agree whole heartily, and most of the time I'm not sure the guitar wins out. 

This is me, back the last time I remember being this happy, and with as good an outlook on life. Really I just wish I still had all the flyers on that wall from the shows I'd been to.

And here's a tidbit of us pushing buttons in the studio, my other love in life. Plus I just like how excited Ryan is about dropping the guitars out....

Mixing from Jason T on Vimeo.

LONG TIME, OLD FRIEND

I still have not yet managed to fix my computer. It blows dick and balls as the only time I get to check out all the dumb skateboarding shit I read online is while I'm at work. And since now I'm some kind of news guy/afternoon guy at the radio station, I actually have work to do. Therefore, work+no computer=never get to update blog. I am however now at work, and Saturday mornings here aren't so busy, so I'm having my breakfast, and typing away.

A fully balanced and healthy breakfast!!

The good side of all this is that when I'm not at work, I've been able to get my lazy ass outside and enjoy this, uhhh, Winter? we've been having. 

As much as I make fun of country folk, well, I'm one of em. Yeah, I chopped and split wood, so what? Country Boys can survive....or some such shit.

           It's been really windy the last few days, and tornado's hit the state a little earlier this week. I feel bad about the people that lost their homes, and even worse for the people that lost their lives. That said, apparently Branson got hit pretty good. If you've never been to Branson, you should really go. It's like every religious, right wing, good christian tea party, country music listening, fucktards wet dream. It's like heaven on earth for those kinda folks. When I was a kid my parents took us there at least a half dozen times. It was fun as a kid, it used to be a little different. There's Silver dollar city, and the water park, AKA, White Water. We had shit tons of fun there. My parents used to stay at Freddy Fender's hotel while we were there, but his son died in a scooter accident there, and old Freddy packed up his shit and left town. There were tons of shitty little t-shirt shops, I remember one had all these rad DRI t's that I wanted so bad, but my parents wouldn't let me buy one. I think I freaked them out earlier that same summer when I bought the Dead Kennedys "In God We Trust, Inc."  
At any rate, I have fond memories of the place as a 12 year old little prick. Now that I'm a full grown 35 year old prick, it looks dumb as fuck. I haven't been there in at least 20 years, but when I was a kid they had Freddy Fender there, a really sketchy wax museum and other assorted things to do if you weren't into country music, guns, and God. Yeah, they had some hillbilly shows and what not, but nothing compared to what they have now.
Now they feature such famous shows as, 24 Karat Country, 3 Redneck tenors, Alabama Revival, Bill Anderson, and then they have these guys. http://www.baldknobbers.com/
They've been there forever, and honestly if you can deal with the funny looks, Christ loving right wing idiots, and don't mind having to deal with retarded traffic it's probably still a good time. I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that the Hollywood Wax museum and the Ripley's Believe it or not museum didn't get fucked up.