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2012-49: Mall Gript

Wednesday, May 16th, 2012

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That wall grip has mall grip.

What’s next, mangos with bongos skating mongo through the mangroves?

Unlikely, you can’t skate where the mangroves grow.

The Second Item :

Cancer 4 Cure is coming. Get ready for it:

I’ll catch you when I got free time.

2012-24: US Open memories

Friday, March 9th, 2012


The US Open of snowboarderism is happening this weekend. Well, most of it is happening as I type and you read, but the finals will be this weekend. I don’t even know who we’re supposed to be cheering for. Are we supposed to be cheering for anyone? Or do we just stand on the side of the pipe and discuss Nidecker’s business plan for board sales in North America.

The first time I attended the US Open was in 2000. The last time I attended the US Open was in 2000. I was too inexperienced to really get on the party train. Plus I had just driven down from Burlington for the day. I had never been. I was just told that I should certainly go. Stratton was fucking way too weird for me. I swear to christ I saw a dude in a tuxedo, on stilts, juggling. I was shook. By that point in my life I had seen some shit, but I wasn’t ready for Stratton. My mouth was dry. I had a spot of blood on my jacket that had fallen from my nose.

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were ringing.

I stood on the edge of the halfpipe and watched shit go down. It’s hard for me to say who my idols were at that time. Obviously Terje. Jeffy. Peter Line. It was a weird time in snowboarding and it was a weird time for me. I had just finished living in the south. My exposure to snowboarding was minimal during that time. 2 days of riding the previous winter and limited access to shred mags. I owned a Forum. I bought it at the B-side from a dude named A-dog who I

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would occasionally see at dancehall reggae jams at RJs. I wish I could say these were made-up facts.

Anyway, I snapped pics with a point and shoot loaded with film. I got these pics of Brushie.

They aren’t good pics by any means, and A-man is going to tell me to show the lip, but they are the raddest to me. I also have a pic I love of some dude just tweaked on his Dragon (second time in 7 days I have referenced that board). Terje was there. Poaching. Daniel Franck, definitely a super ripper at the thyme, sharing the name, just blasting in my face like an adult film star, that was rad. One of the Teter brothers was on a monster board, like a Canyon 169, and he was going way over everybody’s heads. But he was strait airing, and as Louie Vito and Shawn White have shown us, it’s all about twinkle toes.

But snowboarding was different then. Ross Powers won and did so in a polo shirt. RLXXX. At some point I picked up the autograph of some broad named Leslie Olson. I don’t remember what she did, but she felt a need to tell a young Rumorator to “Dream big.” She wrote this rather large too. I can only assume this was to drive home the message.

It was weird. It was awesome. I don’t know that I will ever go back.

The following year my name also appeared in Eastern Edge magazine.


I’ve decided I’m cheering for Kazu Kokubo. Mctwist. Chicken wing.

and Kjersti Buaas, but that is because she fucking rips shit and is scandonavianly attractive.

On a sarcastic note: I really hope Kelly Clark and Jamie Anderson and Chaz Guldemond win. The Terry Richardsons of snowboarding.


Can someone please explain this too me:

500,000 people can’t be wrong! Also, she makes me feel okay about my dancing.

Le bois

Sorry about that last part. Get yourself corrected:


This is our Wisconsin: Day 9

Tuesday, February 22nd, 2011

Day 9 Blog, Day 6 Pic

First off, I have to apologize to anyone who came to my blog expecting to read something about snowboards or bikes or something cooler—both of you are going to be bored out of you mind for the next few days. But some things are bigger than fucking around.

I am vehemently pro-labor, pro-choice, pro-freedom from religion, pro-peace, pro-equal rights and equal opportunities, and pro-Wisconsin. I feel that if corporations cannot share the wealth, why should workers share the burden? I am progressive to the end.

The past week has been long. And while I haven’t been able to stand with our working brothers and sisters enough, I will do what I can from my computer to keep this issue top-of-mind and tell everyone I can “This fight is not over. This is what solidarity can look like.”

On the other hand, if you’ve come here to read my rants, you are in for some wild success!

Let’s Keep Going

We cannot let this issue die. We need to have hundred and thousands of people in action daily. If you aren’t out there walking, there are things you can be doing. Call your senators. Call any senator. If you are out of state and reading this, and you support protecting the rights and livelihood of state workers, please take a minute and do this:

Call Senator Mark Miller 608.266.9170
Tell him you support the workers and the Wisconsin 14, who have taken extreme measures to stall this bill.

Keep it civil. State your point and never back down. Always be asking the opposition whyit’s wrong for workers to prosper. We celebrate corporations when they have banner profit quarters, why not celebrate people same way. If the opposition claims workers are stealing their money. Remind them that if our country wasn’t pouring billions into the pockets of private contractors, and taking in less on account of tax breaks for the rich, we would have more than enough money to support all state employees. If the opposition complains about the amount the public sector earns, remind them that if they organize they can earn more as well. I can help you find an organizer. Please contact me: rvr (at) rumorator (dot) com

How We Can Win

This is going to be a prolonged fight. And eventually it will be time for more radical actions. If the teachers were to go on strike, they could shut down a majority of the state in days. Students would have to stay home. Parents would be burdened and possibly miss work. Offices would have more absences, there would be a severe, statewide, work slowdown. And frankly with that kind of environment Scott Walker and his crew aren’t going to be able to bring in any significant business. It seems that negotiations might a good option.

And what if we were to bring in the state workers. Snow not getting plowed, sewers not maintained, city processes halting. It wouldn’t take long before the general public would see the value of these employees.

I understand that this will put great financial stress on the families of many teachers and workers. But with the risk comes the reward. We must all fight together. We can keep this great state moving forward.

What We Need

Apart from commitment of workers, which we have, we need more national attention. Part of what makes Wisconsin great is that we keep moving along and barely anyone notices. However, right now this is our biggest weakness. We need more people here. We need more attention. We need to be grabbing news coverage.

This story is about to be buried by the NZ earthquake and what is going in Libya. Those events are tragic and important, but we cannot let this get lost. We need to be a top news story on every station, we need to be on the front page of the BBC, we need let people know what is going on. And to do that we need support.

Where is the national Democratic party. Where are there speakers? BERNIE SANDERS WHERE ARE YOU? We have Jessie Jackson, and I am thankful for him but we need more. Where are the speakers. Where is the Screen Actors Guild? Why have you sent no one to come address out crowds. Throw us a celebrity bone

Jello Biafra, here is your fucking chance man. Get out of SF or wherever you are, get yourself over here, get the punks involved. I want to see Mohawks, walking with teachers and police officers, hand in hand because we need this. Make a difference again.

We’ve got some musicians there. Wayne Kraemer and Tom Morello are here to stand up for what they’ve always believed in. I know Justin Vernon is heading down, why isn’t he bringing the band. Marijuana Deathsquads and Solid Gold, have you guys left already? Make some music, encourage the people. It seems Dropkick Murphys are going to show up soon. Which again gives them quite a bit of clout. They will be here, supporting the people who they so often sing about.

Lastly, where are the rappers? The people that helped hone my skills in spoting oppression and injustice.

El-P—Whose America? You said this to me a million time through speakers. At First Ave in the weeks following the 9-11 attacks, you maintained your progressive stance, and it was an inspiration to me. Why are you going to let me down now?

Mr. Lif—This is your chance to revisit I, Phantom and make an impact. Or you can be a shell

The Coup—Boots Riley, WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU NOT HERE? This is your scene. We are workers. Are we not your people?

Please come to Wisconsin. Help us spread the good word. Because the more people know about what is happening here. The more power we have to stop it.

Believe me, these cats aren’t reading this blog, but wouldn’t it be rad if this reached them? If we could connect with them? If they could connect us to others around the planet?

I encourage anyone who has something to say to stand up and say it. But if you can’t say it when it matters most, you can’t say anything at all.