NoBodies

Thu, 08 Oct 2009 01:33:26 GMT

The more you age, the newer you get.

Karate Barbara at sunrise.

Sun, 01 Feb 2009 04:27:47 GMT

Oh man I miss not having to think about the consequences of my actions

Space Cadet

Thu, 25 Dec 2008 04:06:50 GMT

Wed, 10 Dec 2008 04:34:02 GMT

"There's an urban legend that's gone round until no one is sure who it happened to, or if it happened at all. It was late one night, a few years ago, when a young man was walking through Union Square Park. He suddenly felt someone behind him, their hands over his eyes. When he turned in surprise, there was Bill Murray, his creased face leaning in close. Bill whispered, "No one is ever going to believe you," and then just walked away."

haaaaaaaaaaaaa

the Livest One

Tue, 02 Dec 2008 05:06:50 GMT

I just went from the best life ever to flat bored.
Time to start in on the chronicle.

FRENCH CANADIANS:

Sebastien Toutant

Chaes Reid

Mon, 13 Oct 2008 11:52:56 GMT

Life Milsetones:

had sex
fired a gun
owned a gun
broke a bone
got a concussion
had a 3 day bender
driven drunk
been to another country
been to another continent
been to a different hemisphere
snuck out of my house
wrecked a car
learned to sail
had a girlfriend
had an apartment
beat FFVII
been electrocuted
been in a fight
changed a tire
gone on a roadtrip
saw a moose
driven through snow
been snowed in
tagged shit
drove manual
drove leftie
gutted a fish
broke a window
hitchhiked
rode on top of a car
snonwboarded behind a car
skateboarded behind a car
ran from cops
been arrested
cliff jumped
stole a boat
changed a diaper

Godzilla got up's

Fri, 19 Sep 2008 11:42:09 GMT

Oh. That's real high.

Fuck broken bones. It's a killer; having to watch while everyone else has fun dropping stuff and all I can do is cruise around. Winter's basically over, and now I have to figure out what to do with myself until I fly out in November. Oh, also, I'm practically broke.

assphinctersayswhat

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 09:16:47 GMT

2 broken boards= snowboard bench.

RIP

word to ya mom

Tue, 02 Sep 2008 01:07:50 GMT

Linoleum

Sun, 17 Aug 2008 01:48:51 GMT

I expended so much energy hiking my ass up and down the hill with my arm in a sling getting some of these.

Hungry Nobu Chan

SCARY NOBU CHAN

802 hold it down

5-percenter

Sat, 19 Jul 2008 00:42:51 GMT

"A degree is a first step down a ruinous highway. You don't want to waste it so you go on to graduate work and doctoral research. You end up a thoroughgoing ignoramus on everything in the world except for one subdivisional sliver of nothing.
On the other hand, if you guard your mind carefully and keep it clear of any clutter of information till maturity is reached, filling it with intelligence and training it only in clear thinking, then you have a very powerful instrument at your disposal..."

-Isaac Asimov

Fri, 18 Jul 2008 11:00:07 GMT

You write something down, now the idea you're drawing from becomes solidified, crystallized, it isn't fluid anymore. So every time you write down an idea that pops into your head, you've sort of killed the possibilities that fluid idea could have been. It's kind of sad, conception. Only one out of your million thoughts gets a chance, all the others die, and the odds of that one making anything of itself is pretty slim. So you concentrate on one idea, or a few, and try to make them grow into something worthwhile, or you throw out a bunch of bastard thoughts into the world and abdicate all responsibility for them.

why's the sky blue, why's water wet...

Sun, 13 Jul 2008 09:51:10 GMT

Just woke up from this very very strange dream. Sometimes after a dream like this it feels like I've tapped into some vein of imaginative truth, instead of just the brain nonsense that most dreams turn out to be. The only thing the two dream types have in common is that the details start to slip away as soon as you return to conciousness, and when you try to write them down, you just know it's only a shadow of what you experienced while you were asleep.

stream of thought, in one shot:
Just had the most incredible dream about how destiny shapes a person yet to come. The soul, core, or whatever part of a person that never dies is presented with challenges by destiny, and depending on how the soul reacts to the challenge determines whether a lesson is learned. The impression I got was that if the soul learns the lesson, some sort of conflict or interaction in life is avoided, but if the lesson still needs to be learned, a new path of action appears and the person must interact along the new path, which further complicates the person/soul's path on a greater scale. In my dream I remember being some kind of agent of destiny, involved in preparing a new soul, this particular soul being a great one, to enter the world. I remember watching the soul's previous (or ye to come? Or current?) trials and having to name a certain personality aspect of his. I named it “The Shadow of the Giant”. The aspect bore the person's appearance, but was more or less a caricature of the personality as a whole. Destiny was simultaneously shaping an aspect of a girl that this person was destined to interact with in a significant way, which was one of the challenge/lessons that needed to be experienced. Either I never saw her, or can't remember what she looked like, but some part of her was incredibly beautiful. The aspect of hers that I got a glimpse of showed a part of her innocence that had been hurt by The Shadow of the Giant, to the point where she was experiencing a great amount of sadness. The Shadow of the Giant was able to feel this and was stricken by the fact that it was he that had caused this. Then we prepared these avatars or whatever they were for entry into the world.

So... come boy, choose life or death

Wed, 09 Jul 2008 09:24:19 GMT

I cut & ran when I didn't need to, maybe I'm remembering wrong, but I was having a lot of fun being home for once and I reeeally miss everyone. Also really wanting to start school again, but it's probably too late to start in the fall. Feel like I've been here for a really long time, it's only been 2 weeks.

Only 2 days of riding so far.
Getting kicked out of the hostel tomorrow because they're full.

This place is a magnet for dirtbag dredlock euro-hippies, I want to choke out everyone with a down-under accent (hate it), pop-rock dominates the local radio station, all the european university kids on "holiday" think that J5 is at the peak of rap music, and all the riders here are TOO COOL because they SNOWBOARD. OOOH YOU're SO FUCKING RAD. Eat shit and die.

So close to buying a plane ticket back to NY, only holding out so I can fly back on 9/11.

WU-TANG HEAD BANGER

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 06:49:46 GMT

Where?

View Larger Map
That's where

There are a lot of Europeans here, most of them are garbage and they don't even know it. One of the Brits said something interesting though: "...a lot of Europe looks like it's dying, and this place looks brand new, kindof unfinished." I agree with his observation.

ennzedd

Mon, 30 Jun 2008 23:17:15 GMT

Lake Wanaka

There's no snow. So I'm not riding. So every asshole like me who thought they'd come here and work for the winter is looking for a job, but there aren't any. When I'm not out looking for work, I'm sitting on my ass doing jack shit. I'm almost out of books.

deep end

Mon, 16 Jun 2008 02:15:58 GMT

One week from tomorrow the New Zealand trip starts.

Leave NY at 530pm
stop in LA
3-hour layover in Sydney
fly into Christchurch
28 hours total time

Rough plan:
Hitchhike or take a bus to Queenstown or Wanaka
Get a job
find a place to live
pick a mountain & buy a season pass
buy a car
stay at least until the snow is gone

big extra:
Take a lot of photos, have a sick 4/5 months, write a good story about the trip and sell it to a snowboard magazine.

I'm trying to keep from forming any expectations, it'll make it easier to keep my eyes open for good opportunities that I'm not specifically looking for. I hope there are a lot of them, but sometimes it seems like a lot to hope for.

Thu, 05 Jun 2008 14:49:27 GMT

Had a dream where we were riding NZ and got caught by ski patrol. The reason you weren't allowed on that mountain was because of the crazy predatory animals there. I only remembered this after looking at the cup on my desk, because for some reason, during the dream I was snowboarding with that cup in my hand and I made a point of hiding it when ski patrol caught me.

Sat, 31 May 2008 03:33:46 GMT

"why don't you ever come out?"
because I don't need to spend all my money at bars, or sit around watching someone play GTA, or having everybody feeding off of me.

I wanna spend the next month sitting here reading comic books and watching all of metalocalypse, venture brothers, star trek, and farscape.

vesania in fides

Sat, 17 May 2008 20:17:19 GMT

Once you leave you can never come back. Even if you do return to stay, it's the same place but you don't fit anymore.

April 30 2008, snowing, everything I own is in that trunk.

Got my work visa for NZ, now I need a job & a place to live.

End?

Thu, 08 May 2008 06:41:53 GMT

I MISS IT AND IT'S DRIVING ME fucking crazy.

Wed, 23 Apr 2008 02:12:19 GMT

Sometimes you go looking for a story, but the story finds you.

It's not your heartbeat, it's the windshield wipers. Wake up.

New Ride

Fri, 18 Apr 2008 01:20:16 GMT

new ride
Illuminati Aegis 163W
cannot wait till it gets here, all the way from Jackson, Wyoming
I have a ridiculous-looking goggle tan
I knocked this girl over while riding today and we had a moment, it was kinda hot.

Tue, 15 Apr 2008 23:45:57 GMT

Went riding yesterday, went riding today, can't wait to go tomorrow. Last day of work is 4/20, after that I'll go up to Jay and ride there for the week.

Tue, 15 Apr 2008 13:53:40 GMT

beginning of the month I landed chest-first off a 35-foot kicker. hit the ground, got right back up, rode to the lift and hopped on. about a minute into the ride I could feel myself blacking out. came back to pretty quickly, and managed to keep conscious long enough to get off the lift and make it to ski patrol near the top. two patrollers were outside getting ready to make a sweep and I managed to get out "Hey. I'm not OK." before blacking out again. woke up with an oxygen mask on, 3 patrollers standing over me, one was asking what happened, if I knew where I was.

got some chest x-rays, some bruising to the spleen & stomach, nothing broken or dislocated. amazing.

I'll still make it to 100 days riding before Stowe closes on Sunday. Our shop stays open till the bitter end, which means I get to see all the departments on the mountain slowly wind down their operations & lay off all the people I've gotten to know over the winter. Makes me kinda sad to have to see the end, especially now that I see the dynamic of this season can't ever be repeated, it's just over.