Nothing much

Haven't really had much to say lately. No computer for some time now. Did manage to get a shitty old desktop, which at least for now allows me to look at all the shit I've been missing out on for the last month. On a side note, does anyone, and I mean anyone really understand women? At all? I turned 35 this year, and I was really starting to think I was getting the hang of everything. Apparently not the case. It's like some ancient riddle or rubicks cube or something along those lines. The midwest still sucks, in case you were wondering, which I'm sure you are not. Winter has been mild, but it's finally turned good and cold, which I secretly hope stays that way, at least for a bit. If only so when I go out in the woods this spring I'm not covered in ticks, bugs, and other assorted infestations of itchy, scratchy, biting insects. 

Been thinking about using this as the album cover for my bands EP. I think I took this back around 1998 or so, really nice slice of life where I live...

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I was really hoping these planes were going to make a pentagram, instead I'm sure they were spraying us with chemicals of some sort that do something evil that all those conspiracy theorists out there would know more about than I do.

What has life, and fifty years in this town done for you, Except to earn your name and place on a barstool?

Another boring post about skateboarding, Missouri, and deadmaus....

Haven't been able to post on here in a while. I had a death in the computer family which has left me with no way to save photos, video, or do much of anything. Luckily I do have an iphone, which is awesome and all, but it makes it a pain in the ass to post anything on here, so I haven't. We've been fairly lucky thus far with the weather. Normally January is the absolute worst. It's normally cold as hell, icy, snowy, and the windchill tends to dip north of 0 degrees. Well, it's been in the 50's for the first bit of the new year, and we've only had one day of snow, really cold weather. That was until 2 days ago. The Temperature went from 52, to 20, in about 10 hours, snowed, and it's been shit ever since. Apparently it's supposed to get back up in the 40's tomorrow, but everyone knows once you get a decent snowfall, the streets are shit, everything's melting, causing the sidewalks, streets, and parking lots to be covered by salt, dirt, water....which all equals no skating. 
        Not that I'm complaining, normally by this time we've had at least one ice storm, and I've been stuck inside for nearly a month awaiting warmer weather, and eating everything in sight, getting fatter. Josh and I did manage to get in a little skating the day before the snow hit. We happened upon this poor little guy, we named him deadmaus, but he didn't play anything that either made us want to take exctasy, or dance. 

Needless to say, he wasn't having a good day. We were, I recently purchased the Beez video I-III. It's only $7.99 you fuck heads, so if you don't own it, I highly recommend that you go here http://www.beez.wiskate.com/ right now, and buy it. Then do what we did, and go out and work on your step off shuvit everythings.... Josh tried his best to pull this off, but lack of style/speed makes it retarded. Which is quite funny really.

I particularly like the rock stop at the end. At any rate, we got to push around all day, then the next day, it fucking looked like this outside.

Oh well, can't wait to get this out of here, and do some more of this.

Just getting to push around, and dodging dead mice is all I really want most days. That and getting to play some tunes, with my friends. In the middle of mixing the EMDC EP now. Hopefully have some mixes to post up soon. Everything is finally recorded, and we've started the twisting of knobs and whatnots. 
         Hope everyone's having a decent 2012, and don't worry about those fucking Mayans, what do they know? They've been dead for a long, long fucking time. 

Merry Freaking Christmas

This is kind of how Christmas Feels to me anymore. Like a shitty hold up. Haven't posted on here in a while, been busy to say the least. Too many things going on at once, and While I tend to do pretty well in the midst of chaos, well, it's been crazy lately. Between work, recording, getting ready for the holidays. Fuck. I haven't been on my skateboard in a solid 14 days. That's the longest I've been away from it all year. Now that winters here I know there be some weeks here and there without it, but it's been other things keeping me off it lately, the weather, though a bit cold here and there, and raining, really hasn't been too terrible yet.

           I remember being about 12, when I got my first real, brand new skateboard. Like any kid in the late 80's, I loved Powell Peralta, and my first board was a skull and sword, with ventures and two black, two pink bones wheels. Still one of my  favorite Christmas presents of all time. I have some pretty cheesy photos somewhere of me posing with it. I remember it had snowed that Christmas, and I only got to skate it out in front of the house on the 10 foot long sidewalk where my pop had cleared the snow. My friend Mike had also got a new board, he got a Powell ripper the same year. We both pined so hard to actually go skating, it sucked. I remember, about a week after Christmas it warmed up a little, like above freezing anyway, and the snow had melted away, well most of it anyway. We bundled up and hit the streets. I remember it being dark, and us being bundled up like retards. Big huge coats, gloves, sock caps, and pushing down the empty streets. They were covered in chat, and it was a little hard to push, but we went for it anyway. I had a hand me down from these guys that skated before I got that board, but I had shitty trucks and wheels, this was my first real complete. It was like a whole new world had opened up. I was cold, I could feel the wind chapping my face, and I didn't care. We dodged snow banks, pushed through the sand, and ollied icy patches that had refroze. That was probably my best Christmas ever.  I had other really great Christmas gifts through the years, my first real guitar comes to mind as a close second. But no other Christmas comes close to the joy of that one. Of being young, and having that freedom. Here's to all the kids who will push for the first time this Christmas, to all the kids who will learn to ollie, and bomb a hill for the first time in the coming weeks. The ones that get it, that fall in love with something that is both unexplainable, and represents freedom. All the kids who get to experience that feeling, with the cold wind burning their cheeks, taking that first hard spill, numb, cold, and happier than shit about it. I was always proud of my bumps, scrapes, bruises, gashes and various bloody spots that arouse from the endless hours I spent on my board. In over 20 years it's never failed to give me enjoyment. Even when I was older, and too cool for a Powell board, and pissed cause I couldn't land some stupid trick, there are few things that can really make you feel like you're 12 again. Skateboarding is still the best Christmas present ever, and it's still one of the coolest things on the face of this whole stupid planet. Merry Christmas everyone, and a special Merry Christmas to all those kids who in a few short hours will be stepping on a board for the first time.

Fucking Winter

Winter's pretty much here. It's even rained icy shit down from the heavens one day. Fucking sucks. But we had a bit of a break in the weather, around the same time I had a bit of a break with my truck brakes. When I say break, I mean they just suddenly stopped working. Like went to the floor, had to slam on my E-brake to keep from flying around a 90 degree corner at 50MPH... Good times. So instead of skating when it warmed up to 45 and was sunny, (That's good weather as far as the winters here goes) I had to spend the day getting my friend Josh to drive me around to get my paycheck, brake fluid, and to help me work on my brakes. Pretty Awesome day though. We rocked out to George Jones cause that's the only tape Josh had in his car, which only has a tape player. We aren't trying to be all cool and retro, it's called being poor and living in the country. It looked like this...



Untitled from Jason T on Vimeo.

Yeah, we're doing it 80's style out here in the Midwest yo.

Total Meltdown

Text conversation while at said party with wife...pretty much sums up the night.

So I got fucked up this past weekend. Like seriously, 3 sheets to the wind, not quite blacked out, but close enough, fucked up. I drank too much, smoked too much, and passed out before 2am. I try my damnedest not to do that. I mean, I'm almost 35, I'm way too old to burn the candle at both ends, but whatever. Sometimes you have to blow off some steam.It was an 80's themed birthday party for some lesbian friends ours, and honestly, they are fun fucking people! I don't mean cause they're gay or whatever, I mean, for a bunch of 40 year olds, well they still go off, and have some fun! At some point I remember telling some girl she looked like Lois from family guy, (this was totally meant as a compliment, though I'm not sure she took it that way) and there was this young couple there fighting that I'm pretty sure I told to just break the fuck up already. Life's too fucking short to be 19 and having fights with your girlfriend. The dude seemed over this girl anyway, and it just seems like such a waste. I've been that dude, fighting with a girl, when I'm 19, over fucking nothing. Cause you know what? In like a year or so it's not going to make any difference since chances are you're going to be broken up, and again, life's too short for that shit. 

I think I slurred something like,"dude, most girls at that age are just going to make you miserable anyway, why wait around until it get's worse? Just break up already!!"

                            It's getting to that point in the late fall, early winter, here in my area of Missouri where it rains, or it's cold. Not much more skating to get in. Supposed to be nice on Thanksgiving day, hopefully between stuffing my self and working, (In the radio business there are no holidays off!) I can get out and skate a little. Really over the cold, shitty weather. It didn't bother me so much as a kid, but my old rotten bones really can't take anything under 40 degrees anymore. When I was younger we had an indoor skatepark, and then when it closed my friend Mike and I had these two little quarter pipes in his garage that we'd skate in the winter. I miss that shit, I need a garage, or basement, or something to at least roll around a little when there's snow and ice covering everything and it's freezing cold out!

This picture looks like how winter feels, cold, white, and dead. Notice that round hump thing in the background? If you don't know that's what we call a chat dump. Basically it's what's left over after they mine lead out from underground. Which is why you don't want to drink the water, eat the fish, or consume anything grown from the ground in this place.

I leave you with this. Maybe you've seen it, maybe not.If you haven't, well, the title kind of refers to you....

ANTI HERO FUCKTARDS from Tobin Yelland on Vimeo.

4am? Fuck Yeah

I try not to post on here unless I feel like it, cause I'm pretty sure my post would be worse than they normally are. Plus I've been busy squeezing every last session in before the fucking winter gets here. Well, that, and watching it rain, the wind blow ridiculously hard, and working on my gear for an 80's themed birthday party that's going to be coming up this weekend. It's going to be dagger time for me. I know that this has been a costume for 8 million other dudes before me, but I've never actually done it, so I don't really fucking care. Besides I've had a blast hooking up my jean jacket with a dagger and flair, finding an old pair of levis, and god knows I've got plenty of old school vans to rock. Should be fun. I'm trying to get the wife to go as velvet, but we'll see how that goes. I told her I could always just call up Sherilyn Fenn as I'm sure she's not too busy, and goddamn was she fucking hot in that movie. When I saw Thrashin I was maybe 11 or so, and had just started skating. This was my ideal girlfriend at the time.

 Honestly, not much has changed. I'm into the dark haired ladies, and for some reason, I prefer the dirty looking ones. The ones who's eyes just kind of say, "I want cock!" My wife says I have some weird white trash fetish, honestly I don't know how weird it is considering I grew up in the sticks of the midwest. Plus I always kind of had this theory that white trash chicks are usually way more loyal than other broads, plus they'll have your back in a fight.
Here's my cut off jean jacket so far. It's got some rad flair on the front, including a maltese cross, a home made DK patch, and some other assorted pins and what not. I'll take plenty of photos at the party. but here's a preview of the Dagger.

The DFL, if you don't know, is "Daggers for Life" fool. I still have to score a dangly sword earring somewhere before Saturday, but it's coming together well. I don't wear earrings anymore, I haven't in years, but my holes are still open, as I sometimes put my wife's more silly earrings in for a laugh, normally after drinking heavily. I would have thought they would have closed up by now, but nope. Both lobes are still open, and it's been at least 8 years since I've had anything in them. I will admit, while I didn't have plugs or anything in them, there was a period of my life where I did piercing at a friends tattoo shop and had some rather large gauged hoops in them. I hated piercing though. It was all tongues and belly buttons all fucking day. And they both suck to do, and if you're thinking "yeah but what about all the girls nips you got to pierce, or sweet VJ's?" Well let me tell you, most of the nipples I did were dudes, and the chicks that came in to get those other areas done were not the kind of girls you would be hoping for. Trust me, maybe in some college town or near some strip clubs you might get to push surgical steel through some hottie's pussy, but around here it was usually skanky ass jugalo type bitches that hadn't showered in days and weighed...well, I don't want to make fun of people's weight, but lets just say they were less than desirable.
   On the skate front, I did see this up today. No matter what, and never mind the fact that I will never, have never, and could never come close to skating like this man, there are few others who make me want to break myself off by watching them skate like he does. ALL HAIL CARDIEL!
http://www.skatevideosonline.net/video/1374/wwjcd/john-cardiel-retrospective/
On a side note, when I woke up this morning, after working on my Dagger costume until 4am, I found this note stuck to the back of my jean jacket.(Colors?)

 

 

My wife is a funny broad.

FUCK YOU WIND

Not much to say today. Got up, had a pot of coffee, went outside where it's cold as shit and windy. Cutting through hoody windy. No skate today, basically sat here looking at skate shit all day, waiting to go into the studio tonight to try and finish up some drums and guitar for my band's EP. Hopefully get all my guitar work done tonight!! Then gotta strain my shitty voice and attempt to sing. Joy, Joy. Cleaned my house, did some dishes, and listened to Pinkerton, we're planning on using it as a reference for the drums on the EP. The drums sound badass on that album. Everything sounds badass on that album though, haven't listened to it in years, was singing "Pink Triangle" when my wife came in at the top of my lungs washing dishes. She scared the shit out of me. Did see this today, http://focusskatemag.com/2011/11/checkin-in-with-dan-drehobl/ which is cool. Drehobl is the man, fun to watch skate, and keeps the hope alive that my old ass can skate decently, on occasion, and in my head have that much style on tranny. I've been wanting to build a mini-ramp in the backyard for years now, and we finally have a privacy fence up. So for Christmas, and my birthday, (which is four days after Christmas, which means no one ever remembers your birthday, and that no one wants to go out cause they're all waiting to go out on New Years!!!) I'm asking for gift cards to Lowes. I used to just steal wood to build ramps, but now that I'm older and can actually go to jail for that shit, well I guess I'll go about it all legal and whatnot, and just purchase the wood. I'm thinking 4' with a 5' extension and 16' wide to start. We had a ramp behind my friend Mike's dad's t-shirt shop when I was 18. Thing was so much fun. It had those same dimensions. All built with stolen wood. It was right across from a police station too, I always wondered what the cops were thinking when we pulled up at 2am and started chucking 2x4's over the fence behind the store. There were a couple outside while we were unloading. They just stood there watching. Good times.