when grooving was grooving

When on a tour of The Mitten last week to see the scumbags of yore.  First order of business was an adventure to up-north Michigan to see Allie wih Salch and Pork Chop.  In accordance to the laws of of the land, I refused to play anything but John Cougar Melloncamp for 4 days straight.

On a trip like that you really discover new things about your close friends.  For example, I came to learn that Pork Chop is not only the slowest man on the face of this planet, but also the most indecisive.  Mutherfucker still can put me in a helluva leg-lock though.  As for Jake, I came to the conclusion that when the apocolypse comes, there will be three things left on the planet;  Twinkies, cockroaches, and The Salch.  And Allie . . . what can I say, she’s got a bad ass car and is probably the only Asian around those parts, which is brave in itself.  Thanks for putting up with us baby girl!

Here is our trip in the form of the moving image: (click on link below)

MICHIGAN

P.S. Allie hooked it up on a stay at her parents condo, which isa converted insane asylum.  We gave a lovely review on the web.

As far as Detroit goes . . . well it’s still a complete shithole.  Skated with some old friends.  This Kid keeps getting better while I keep getting worse.

Here are a bunch of pictures of the journey home. Enjoy!

Michigan Polaroid 1

Michigan Polaroid 2

Michigan LOMO 1

Michigan LOMO 2

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the furthest light house

In what many of my friends such as Greg Huff and Ben Baudhuin revere as “the gayest thing I’ve ever done” (and boy are they wrong), my bicycle short Built For Two will be showing in the NYC Bicycle Film Festival on Sunday, June 20 at 2pm. Come see it on the big screen.  If you’re too lazy, just look to the right and watch it on my website. It’s all of 1 minute long.

Check the schedule below:

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chickabay

Picked up some honkies from Dobbin and headed to Coney Island to skate under the influence of a few Silver Bullets. Here is some clips of that day. We had more on Huff’s camera, but he wouldn’t give up the footage cause he believes blogs are for losers . . . except his girlfriend’s who does that for a living.

SKATE 05.23.10

Some random LOMO pics from the past couple weeks. Used this redscale film which makes everything look like your either on Mars or in my old studio apt. in Ann Arbor decorated with velvet curtains. Wow.

(CLICK ON IMAGE BELOW)


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drop a bomb in a pickle jar

Big sis popped out a human on Saturday . . . the thing was HUGE!  People say he looked liked his uncle but we all agreed that Max has the Dembowski family case of nassatall. Here’s some pics of the event.

. . . and video (click below)

MAX HENRY

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7th time’s a charm

Had a day off so I tried out that there new Polaroid film, the PX-600. Way better than the other film, although it leaked lamination fluid which made my SX-70 look like a flock of birds took a communal shit on my camera.

Click on the poor pup for the link . . . just some test shots and a big bug. Hooray!

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make time for a snack

Sorry about the lack of posts lately.  The Mexico journey left me computer-less and drunk for 10 days.  Then I had to milk the last post for glory complements that I didn’t get kidnapped and put into sex slavery during my trip.

Anywho, here’s a short one with skating some newly built stuff on the seaport with my shitbag friends.  I would have had a trick in there but I was damn well too tan for the camera.

TUESDAY SKATE

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have you paid my mom

Went down to Mexico for 10 days to see if I could convince my lady to be a mule and smuggle back vast amounts of tripa to introduce to the American population. Unfortunately, no one on the other side would front me the pig intestines and insisted that it remains strictly for street meat purposes.

Anywho, after that failure, we regrouped and had a great time finding many Babe Manoogians living in Mexico City. Here’s a couple that crossed our path:

I will now give you a top ten list of must-do’s while in Mexico:

1. Request a hand-check of your film at airport security in order to discover a never-before-seen human emotion combined of disgust, confusion, and despair.
2. Go to a bar and have your girlfriend replace the Spanish word for “beer” with “lamb” and see how far you get.
3. Refuse to wear sunscreen because you think your Armenian roots can overpower the Mexican sun, then make your girlfriend scratch the driest back ever known to man for weeks to come.
4. Eat some questionable meat, preferably pig.
5. Have your girlfriend get black-out drunk, then make sure she is the decision maker for hailing a cab.
6. Befriend a local baseball team on the beach over some cocktails then go watch their game the next day with chronic diarrhea.
7. Ask for a quesadilla without meat drunk at 3am and see what they serve you.
8. Confront a man, cornered and alone on a deserted path, and request his business card for a group family massage.
9. Go to the sketchiest liquor store and observe the store clerk stare at your girlfriend’s vagina.
10. Bookend the trip with diarrhea and vomiting.

Snapped a whole bunch of pics while I was down there . . . 8 pages of them. I used both my Polaroid Land Camera and my LOMO LCA and was pretty stoked on what came out.  Check them out and have fun!

LOMO LCA MEXICO 1

LOMO LCA MEXICO 2

LOMO LCA MEXICO 3

LOMO LCA MEXICO 4

POLAROIDS MEXICO 1

POLAROIDS MEXICO 2

POLAROIDS MEXICO 3

POLAROIDS MEXICO 4

All in all though, Mexico is the shit for real. The people were wonderful, the food was amazing, and the culture is the best. For $50 you can get a nice hotel that will supply you with enough 2-Ply for weeks of the trots. Don’t sleep and go to some Cancun bullshit, save up some ransom money, put it aside with your parents and head to the real Mexico like we did.

Last but not least, here is the video of our adventure (click on thumbnail below):

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they say it has no memory

Isn’t it awesome when you come back to your desk to see this:

Facebook is a great place for instant evaluation of people.

This has gotten started.

Alright, now I’m off to Mexico for a while!

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the bosom of the pacific

You know the scene in Iron Man when Tony Stark gets his heart battery ripped out of his body, goes into full cardiac arrest, then desperately searches for his back-up battery to plant in his chest before he dies?  That’s how I would compare my experience yesterday of searching for a bathroom with urban diarrhea.  IBS . . . maybe I need to see this guy.

Thee Ol’ Ball and Chain sent this pearl of a clip over the other day.  This subway troll, like many others in this city, is completely insane.

SUBWAY TROLL

More Lomo LCA + shots  . . . this camera is awesome for being sneaky.

LOMO 4.18.10

Finally, more macro shots with the dental cam, I think I’m learning to use this thing better:

POLAROIDS 4.18.10

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lingering cavity

The session loosened up after a couple of Sunday beers and Bud-Eye, Huff and I managed get a few clips. We skated the hospital for a good half-hour with not one sight nor sound of a fatboy cop.

SUNDAY OLD MAN SESSION


Bought this bad boy the other day. It’s actually was designed for orthodontist records back in the day but I’m gonna see what I can do with it. It’s basically a super-macro lens, so if anyone has any festering wounds or cold-sores, let me know and I’ll take a snap. Some test shots mixed in with some Land Camera stuff below.

POLAROIDS 4.12.10

Also, check out homegirl’s lomo pics here:

COOKIE

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