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May Tenner

Tuesday, May 10th, 2011

Today is this guy’s birthday:

Deuce

And this next one goes out to TimeTrialGuy, who is under the impression that riding on platforms is lame. Well listen up, holmes. I have some of those silly clipped pedals and I don’t care to use. I don’t care to buy silly shoes to go with them. Frankly, I don’t even care enough to open the package.

There’s some major history going on up in that collection.

Where you been all week?

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2011

Whoa, it’s mega catch-up time. I should have written this yesterday but I was detained by the TSA. I figured since Osama was taken out of the equation it would be totally cool for me to fly with a 5 gallon bucket of paint thinner.

I was wrong.

Which leads me to item number one: If we are now in a heightened state of a terrorism warning, weren’t we better off with this boogey man alive. I’m not saying that the dude deserved to have a happy life with a harem of middle eastern whores taking care of him. But what did we gain by assassinating him? We’re still burdened with the Patriot Act, the TSA, and the legacy of two Bush-Cheney terms.

Then we also got deal with crowds of people out in the street chanting “USA USA!” Consider this: If anyone of those crowds would have had Bin Laden’s body, what would have the scene looked like? Would the people be body passing the corpse, ripping the clothes off and waiting for him to land on the ground so they could spit and piss all over it?  That seems way too much like what has been done to the bodies of American soldiers by the crowds in the countries our military is occupying. We are trained to believe the people of the middle east are savages and we need to make their lives better. But it seems the only difference is our crowds are lacking a corpse to desecrate.

I keep thinking that people are better than this, but humanity keeps letting me down.

Part 2: New tunes

Get with this pleasant sound coming out of Minneapolis:
Edmund by fatheryouseequeen

C’mon, the band’s name is Father You See Queen. I can get down with this.

In other music notes. The new Beastie Boys album is out today. You should probably all get it. If for no other reason than it’s the Beastie Boys. Go get it now.

Part 26.1

I was up in the northland this weekend because my friends EDK and Hinx were running a marathon. So much respect to them. In all honesty I watched the crowd of 1800 take off and never once saw them. I also had to duck out before they finished. What I did see was people who could barely walk, crossing a finish line. Including one  dude who had to squat down and walk across the finish backwards. Why would people do that to themselves? Weirdos.

I saw their kids too. Rad kids for sure.
I also ingested two of the worst cappuccinos ever. It seems people from the norf don’t know how to pull espresso shots.

I also gave a dollar to this Riverwest looking broad:

All she told me was, “You’re fucked.” At least when the Chinese tell me that, I get a cookie to chomp on.

Fuck a roof rack:

I took this photo at 80mph.

I’m going to let you decide what caption to give this nest image, but I’m giving three examples to get you started:

1. This is where we keep the horses.
2. Last time I saw something like this I woke up with it in my bed.
3. They used to have another very similar to this, but it was a full length one of Solo.

Part 4: Snowboarding

I thought for sure Volcom being sold to the parent company of Gucci was going to be the biggest news in snowboarding yesterday. Then I saw this:

Fuck. Good god.

I’m pretty sure the pants shown at 3:58 are what Keylo wears to summer shows at Alpine.

Part 5

Speaking of Keylo, check out the new shirts the boys just put out.

They actually put out a whole new spring line-up, I just happen to like this one the most. Check ‘em out and order ‘em up here

Let’s Play Ball!

Thursday, March 31st, 2011

It’s go time!

If that’s not doing it for you, and you have an hour to kill, be sure to check this out.

Aubrey Plaza Action

I’m still trying to wrap my mind around what’s going on there but, I do know Aggro Cocky needs a Neff sponsorship.

Day 11: A Plea to my Republican Friends

Thursday, February 24th, 2011

The preamble

I saw this pic pop up on the twitters yesterday. Perfect example of the union thugs that are storming the Capitol in Madison

It was taken by Bill Schwulst. You can follow his twitter feed at BillSchwulst.

The Inspiration

“Legislator’s doors should be accessible to every constituent’s opinion, not just those they find common ground with,” said Carpenter. “I find it sad that this year, many of my Republican colleagues initially made a big show of leaving the doors of their offices open with signs stating they were ‘open for business.’ Now those same doors are closed, the signs are gone, and the public kept out.”

I took that from here.

The Goods

So I’ve acquired a few republican friends over the years. Some are friends who I’ve grown up with all my life, others I stumbled upon at various other points. And then I’ve got those friends who have become republican. And for all of them I have always made the excuse “They aren’t jesus republicans, they’re just fiscally conservative.”

But those days have too end. No longer can I sit by and pretend that your support of that party is about fiscal conservatism. You need to see it for what it is. This is a class war.

Part Une: Telephone for Governor Walker

We’ll start with the fearless Governor of Wisconsin. In case you’ve missed it, Scotty was pranked into taking a call from someone he thought to be one of his billionaire supporters. And what do the prankster and Scotty talk about? Check this, He admits that they considered planting troublemakers in the crowds in Madison to make the protesters and union marchers look like an angry mob. The Governor, the man most of my republican friends voted for, is a saboteur. He was willing to put the safety of a crowd of people, police offices and public safety workers at risk, just to make himself look better.

But lets break it down further. This has been a super peaceful protest. And it’s working. Nonviolence works. And Governor Walker considered introducing violence into this scene. His final reason for not doing it was that it might appear like he didn’t have control. For the religious types out there, tell me when the sin occurs, is it when you consider it, or when you act on it.

Actually disregard that, I don’t have time for your religion.

Furthermore in Walker’s phone call he tells his pseudo-backer that he thinks the republicans that support this bill are going to need some serious media support—My friends he just called you stupid. He thinks you are simpletons and brainwash-able. Run some TV ads, make them feel better about how their lives are about to start sucking Koch cocks.

Dos!: How is this saving/earning money?

Here’s one part of the bill that I love: the governor can sell the state’s powerplants to whomever he wants through no-bid contracts. How the fuck you gonna get a fair market price if you aren’t allowing bids. What this says is if the people of Wisconsin raise 500 BILLION dollars and wanted to buy their powerplants from the state they wouldn’t have the option. Because Koch Industries, who just happens to be in the energy game, can get it for whatever price they want. Well, consider it whatever price they want plus the few million they donated to Walker’s campaign and spent on brainwashing the stupid Wisconsin public.

Also Scotty gave back $810 million dollars already. Sure it was rail money and trains are socialist and it was going to cost a couple million dollars every year in up keep. But let’s also hit this one with the Maths:

The American people have already paid for this $810 million dollars. It was tax dollars we’ve all paid. Then it was given to Wisconsin. Using a very high estimate, we’ll say $5M annually is what the rail upkeep would be. So in 162 years the trains would start costing the citizens of Wisconsin money. In reality the expected train upkeep costs were closer to $2 million. Governor Walker blobviously looked at his 165-year plan and said “Fuck this, I’m a conservative. Besides trains are for socialists, like Rumorator,” and he sent back the money. But did you get your part of the $810 refunded? I know I’m still waiting by the mailbox for my check.

Tell me how this guy is saving for the average joe?

Part C: Where did tax money go?

In Wisconsin, our finest educational systems are all land-grant, public universities. They are to be funded through taxpayer money and in turn provide an exceptional value for the residents. Yet know it cost a small fortune to send a child to one of these schools. Certainly it’s because the TAs and Professors are all making so much more, right? Or is it because the amount of funding they get from the state has dropped from 50% to roughly 18%, leaving students and their families to pick up these tabs.

Now please tell me it’s because the state is broke, and we can’t afford to fund these institutions like we used to. But we can afford to hand out no-bid contacts and appoint good, strong, family men like Stephen Fitzgerald to head the state patrol.

Stephen’s a great guy he’s raised two sons. One of them is the state senate majority leader and the other is the state assembly leader. Both of them are backing Walker. So Steven is earning a modest $106,000 and getting a fat ass pension boost as he nears retirement (Fun fact: Stephen lost election to Dodge Country Sheriff by a 2-to-1 margin, so you know he’s a people person). And these same guys are telling you the teachers and unions are the ones practicing entitlement?

Coda:

I hate paying taxes as much as anyone. I wish I could take home more of my pay. But what really irks me is where this money is spent. We are sponsoring a NASCAR team rather than women’s reproductive rights; We are handing out vouchers to send kids to average-at-best charter schools; rather than spending that same amount of money to improve our own schools; we are rewarding the family members of powerful people; giving away state jobs and state property; giving tax breaks to corporations that can afford to pay more. These are the reasons we can’t have nice things.

The working class will shoulder the brunt of these costs and if you think the republicans are there fighting for good ol’ average Americans you are tragically mistaken.

The best you can hope is to be fiscally conservative in your own life. Both parties will continue to spend out money on some things we don’t agree with, and many things that I doubt anyone would agree with.

To my republican friends, please open your eyes.

The Valentine’s Betterment Program

Thursday, February 10th, 2011

I gotta get this out today for a few reasons. Valentine’s day is fast approaching and the more time you have to prepare the better, also Thursday is a great day for lists, and no one reads blogs on Fridays anyway.

So I took the time out of my busy schedule of reading Craigslist Missed Connections to wisdom bomb all you would-be Valentiners. Valentines Day means different things to everyone. Some people are looking for the love of their life to surprise them, other people are thinking “maybe I’ll push for a three-way with her roommate tonight,” and still others will just be playing Call of Duty. But whatever your plans may be, here are some tips for an even better Valentine’s.

  • Wearing an Aaron Rodgers jersey is a bad move. Wearing a Ben Roethlisberger one is an even worse move.
  • Start working out this weekend so you can brag about your routine.
  • Shower.
  • Even though you’re both guilty of it, don’t mention to your date that you’ve been stalking their moves on Facebook for the past three weeks.
  • Gentlemen, remember the Extra Optical Inch. Ladies, Telly Savalas.
  • Get your sex soundtrack set up. Kick it off with Fugazi’s Repeater album. If your date isn’t down with it, you’re not  down with them.
  • The two-dates-in-one-restaurant routine never works. Better Option: A quickie in the mop-room with the hostess or busboy.
  • KY His & Hers. Trust me I know.
  • Keep your dinner costs down with crystal meth, aka the Auburn Appetizer, aka Minnesota Slim Fast, aka the Shakesweight.
  • The number one Valentine’s Day movie is Dumplings.
  • Scope out a few tumblr accounts. If your dated isn’t as deadfucksexy as the people tumblr-ers repost, you should probably just stay home.

Enjoy!

Adios Amigo

Friday, January 21st, 2011

I got word last night that Peligro passed away yesterday morning. It seems Momma vR woke up  to get her day going and Peli never did. I had come to terms with his age and his failing health, and I’m glad he passed at home. But he was still my dog, and losing a dog is a tough game. I’m gonna miss his glacial lean technique. He’d come up and take a seat next to you, and then a minute later you’d realize he was just leaning, full force, against your leg. Sneak attack set to maximum!

If you feel the need, put a fist in the air for Peligro. I’d appreciate it.

So long buddy.

*olderbroder shown for scale.

A picture is worth blah blah blah

Tuesday, January 11th, 2011

Sometimes it amazes me that it takes so long for lunatics to get caught. Por ejemplo, yesterday I was internetting about when I stumbled on this dude looking back at me from the BBC home page:

MOTHERFUCK! certainly someone had to see that dude before and think, “yo, that dude is crazy.” Now I’m not a big fan of Tom Cruise, nor do I condone Minority Report-ing people but c’mon, sometimes you just know. When he went to go buy his guns-n-ammo the guy behind the counter should have immediately called the police and said, “Yo, this dude is crazy. He kind of looks like the type that snap off a few shots at a grocery store. Straight up lunatic. Nelly style. Batter up!”

But this is not the first time we’ve seen this, especially from the BBC. Remember when this cat was staring back at you?

Look at that guy. A man who looks like that only does 2 things in life. Drinks some beer and locks his own daughter in secret room below his house where he rapes her and fathers his own grandchildren. And it seems like he was already out of beer. Foolish dude at the hardware store was like “Oh, Joseph what are you building today.” and Daddy Gramps was like “Just adding on the the secret room under my house where I keep my daughter and the kids I’ve fathered with her.” And the hardware store dude slapped him a hoch funf.

Look at the dude. Creeper McGreeper. Even his facebook relationship status was “married to my wife and in a an open relationship with my daughter.” His favorite movie was listed as, “I don’t watch movies, but I really like what Roman Polanski has done.” The guy never saw Chinatown because he is Chinatown.

Moral of the blog: Those dudes at the Hardware store know how to keep a secret.

The What’s What.

Monday, January 10th, 2011

Pagina una:

As of late I’ve been huckstering some product, trying to convince people that mustaches are a good thing and should be celebrated. On the inside, I regard a mustache as the sign of someone not to be trusted. A rogue. A scoundrel. A  ne’er-do-well. A knave. A shitbag. This is very similar to the feelings I get when women tell me they have to be up early on Sunday morning to morning. I kinda want to ask, “You’re kidding, right?” Man, if I knew it was going to be that kind of party, I would have never even let you in.

I’ll keep you posted on this.

Pagina dos:

Somebody is putting their hands up for Detroit:

Look at that car, MFer, and tell me my city doesn’t get gritty. Sheeeeeeitttttttt! Even the Silver Spurt is looking more like a Hazy Shade of Winter. And if the Spurt is Simon and Garfunkel, this rig must be Procol Harem.

Pagina Tres:

Art (not Garfunkel)

Pagina Cuatro:

Jocks: If there is a Seakkle vs Green’s Bay NFC championship I will challenge A Man to a Blogger Championship.  Man, I feel like Ted Dibiase issuing that kind of challenge. HOGAN!

Johnny Five:

I haven’t been out on the shrad but for one day this year. However, I’ve been at the bike park twice in the past week. You figure it out.

North

Monday, December 27th, 2010

The snow is deep ’round here and this is how we get around.

Later we’re going out to bring down a walrus, so we can keep the lamps going.

’tis the season and what not.

Wednesday, December 15th, 2010

Holiday cards are going to start rolling in. I’m stoked this one came before all the others.

Big thanks to Lorenius.

FYI: She made this card on her very own letterpresser/meat slicer. In your face store-bought card sending bitches!