Euro Report: Part 8 (and 6 & 7)

October 29th, 2006 | 4:09 am | Features & Interviews | No Comments

Parts 6 & 7 were uhhhhh….yeah…

Hello one and all; this is week 8 of the Euro Report.

I know it’s been a while since I’ve written anything new, but it’s been a relatively calm couple of weeks.

For what would have been week 7, we skated what might be the best spot in the Florence area, which is somewhere around that skatepark with that contest (see week 5) with these…

What’s Kool-aid?

October 26th, 2006 | 1:43 am | Daily News | No Comments

This isn’t really an update, but a referal to something that’s more entertaining than this site is anyway. I am a bit late on this, but The Chronicles of Piff Huxtable (clydesingleton.blogspot.com) is the type of thing that the internet exists for. It’s responsible for such great quotes like “and to add insult to injury, i asked one of the broads if they wanted some kool-aid, and i swear to everything she goes, “… uhh.. whats kool-aid?” moral to this story- there is none. these bitches were dumb, ugly and didnt know what kool-aid was.” or “ look down, and theres a black widow in my cornbread. A FUKKIN BLACK WIDOW!!! as any decent man would do, I immediately ran into action and swatted the spider onto my guh’rl, and saved the cornbread.” 99.99999% of rant blogs are terrible, but this lies in that .000001%.

And to all you “Balllllllinnnnnn’” assholes, Jim Jones is an idiot: “Dipset has one of the best skaters….skate teams….in Brooklyn. One of the biggest indoor skating rinks is actually in Brooklyn, I don’t know where it is…”

Updates this weekend. If anyone wants to sell me an iPod, get me my 37 gigs of music back, or give me a harddrive, let me know because both of them broke. I’m starting to remember why I used to hate iPods…

Euro Report: Parts 4 & 5

October 22nd, 2006 | 4:07 am | Features & Interviews | No Comments

Buona Sera miei amici, e benvenuti a Week 5 al Euro Report.

Sorry, I know that was really gay and euro of me, but you know it was going to happen. Since pretty much everyone I hang out with is Italian, I’m trying to better my language skills. I’m doing alright, if you can imagine a silly Filipino boy speaking Italian with a Florentine accent (imagine a kid born and raised in Bangkok talking with a Brooklyn accent).

Anyway, this weekend was kind of cool. There were some girls from school who wanted to tag along for a day trip to Milan. And of course, yours truly was gracious enough to allow them to come.

I decided that I hadn’t really seen the city except for the train station and the few walks I took the last time I was there, so I decided to walk around with them to check out the sites and what not.

Stop Being Stupid

October 22nd, 2006 | 1:45 am | Spot Updates | No Comments

If you lack common sense, read this: Anyone who partakes in stupid-ass shit like this is a complete idiot. This is probably the third time this month that I have heard about some idiot trying to act cool, not being able to control his temper, or just allowing the common sense that he should have at the moment he became familiar with the concept of law enforcement, doing something stupid, and having the penalty of his actions carry out to other individuals. In case you idiots aren’t smart enough to figure out why stuff like this is stupid, allow me to explain two possible paths that are results of such actions (and take this as advice, because you obviously aren’t smart enough to understand the principle of cause and effect yourself).

First, on a larger community scale. When you hit security guards over the head with skateboards, curse them out, write graffiti at spots, mess with people who live in the neighborhood, or throw your board because you can’t do some trick that probably won’t look good anyway, probably four times out of five, your actions are going to be reported to somebody that can do something about it. We all know that calling the cops for just skateboarding is usually an empty threat, because they usually show up maybe one time for every twenty five times you call. Skateboarding is technically not illegal as an activity in New York (i.e. the same way it is in Philadelphia), so the cops have better things to worry about. Now when you hit someone with a skateboard, your actions immediatley turn into an assault with a deadly weapon charge, which is a Class-A felony (yes, a skateboard constitutes as a deadly weapon in court). While in the worst possible case scenerio, for skateboarding at a place where there are “No Skateboarding” signs, you’re going to get a ticket for “Reckless Use of a Skateboard” or some bullshit like that, which is less than a hundred dollars, and hardly ever happens unless you get the lady cop on patrol by Bowery, Astor, etc., if you are convicted of assault with a deadly weapon, the absolute best case scenerio for you, is usually a year in jail. Now, for important things like that, don’t you think cops are going to be a bit more responsive? When you act like a complete idiot at places, it first of all, places all skateboarders into the same bag as you (meaning they are going to be harassed because of what you did), and if you don’t care about anyone but yourself, it can also put you in jail depending on what you do.

If you’re still unconvinced that hitting somebody over the head with a skateboard isn’t that big of a deal, then you should probably find some friends that don’t skateboard and meet some other people so you can familiarize yourself with several individuals who fucked up in life because they got into a fight over some stupid ass shit like a grill from someone else, just to maintain their “dignity,” and look cool in front of a bunch of people.

And if you still haven’t learned from this, then go somewhere else to hit people over the head with boards. Don’t fuck up one of maybe six or seven spots downtown that you can skate for at least ten minutes for everyone else (It’s not like people who build plazas don’t know about skatestoppers, it’s just usually a situation that pushes them over the edge to install them). Then hopefully you’ll get arrested and learn your lesson then. Don’t forget the fact that you live in a city that had thousands of people killed five years ago, with one of the most responsive police forces imaginable.

In other news, Part 5 of the Euro Report is up now, and about three weeks late due to my laziness.

Stupid Photos: 1. “Hi, my name is Matt Mooney, and I’m over skating, and I’m just going to hang out at Supreme now and talk about how I’m going to become an actor.” 2. Skate Shop Art Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 3. Probably the best thing to ever come out of a vending machine 4. You know all those Sixth Avenue spots you’ll never be able to skate? Add this to the list 5. New Vehicle Ad

Maybe besides people who hit security guards with skateboards, rappers are the dumbest people ever.

And on the chance that you haven’t already seen this, its worth posting even though it’s on every other skate site.

Quote of the Week: Matt Mooney – “I found out that I’m really good at punting. I’m going to be a punter.” Alex Dymond – “Oh so maybe you do have a future after all.”

New York Times Article: “Kickflipping Manhattan”

October 10th, 2006 | 4:03 am | Time Capsule | No Comments

I’m sure the majority of you would prefer some throwback photos or something of that sort, but I feel compelled to post this because over the past few weeks, I’ve seen at least three articles about how skateboarders are “hot,” and a fashion trend and all that.

This really is the best article I’ve ever seen about skateboarding by a person who has no clue about skateboarding. It was in The New York Times in May of 2004, written by someone born in 1950s who makes a living off writing about architecture. At the end of the first page, it’s easy to assume that it would be another few pages of conservative, desecrating landmark rants that you would expect from anyone whose dedicated their life towards admiring buildings, but it ended up being, far and away, the most open minded article on skateboarding written by a non-skateboarder, with regard to the generational gap, and the impracticality of a kid born in the late-80s going to Grand Central and staring at the ceiling.