TJ

...is just rad. That's all. Snowboardrealms.com baby.

Block this...

Pat Moore could give two fucks how much money you make off of multi level marketing fruit drinks or bomb ass hotels, as he’ll smile your way into your heart. Pat seen here moments before almost getting murdered by MFM for smiling too much. But he never flinched. Not once. Something that’s called more balls than brains???

Weird Beard and Pelli-knee-grow

Watching (Salty Peaks) Dennis ask (Milosports) Ben to cut his pony tail on stage at the Transworld Awards was almost like watching the Joker make out with Bat Man. Odd.

Choke another one down

What's worse...Ed Hardy Snowboards or Bitch Boards? Seriously I guarantee you that the homo's and hoe's at Hardy have never even been on snow so their out. But then again, the ladies over at Bitch looked like they never left the cafeteria the morning of their ski trip. These ladies had a booth chock packed with thickness and well lets say that IF they have a booth at SIA in Denver next year they should change the name of the company from Bitch Boards to Fat Bitch Boards… Nice try. Next.

MTN Ops

Sullivan from MTN Ops is dropping a couple of made in Ah Merica snowboards made at Unity next year. One of them is called the Harpoon and it derives it’s inspiration from some AK Bommer Valdez trailer made snowboards. These things were like propellers and dudes rode them for reals back in the mid ninety's. Thank goodness Marks Bommer inspired sticks have only the influence from these mountain harpoons but the craftmanship and design of a Unity Pintail. MTN Ops goods were looking pretty sweet for the first offering. Good luck Mark.

Ill Logic All

SnoCon John is always is down to start shit. That’s why I absolutely love him.

Trade Show Fucks

God damn I hate dumb fashion fucks that show up at tradeshows with the agenda of “dude I am sooooo wasted.”

Rocket Man

Dumb Vegas tourist to us at baggage claim: “Wow you guys have a lot of luggage. What are you doing here?”
“Us??? Oh we’re here playing with Elton John at Ceaser’s for the next 9 days. You should come over and see the show.”
“Wow…thank you” in a real dreaming looking face.

SIA Rules of the Road

I’m sitting on my flight to Lost Vague Us to go to the last SIA show in this God forsaken place. Sitting with my complimentary bloody Mary from Alaska Airline thinking about the week ahead and the years past. Holy fuck I’m getting old, as I realize that this is my 17^th venture to hell. My first one, way back when was with a man I’ll reference as Party Harty (names changed to protect his esteemed identity) as we were working for a company called Fart Ski’s and they distributed Had Hair Snowboards from Europe. Party and I drove his van called the Deer Slayer from Steamboat to Vegas in 11 hours. I’ll never forget the words of wis-dumb from ole Party as I boarded the Deer Slayer. “Johan, couple of rules on this trip. You see there are three types of lines out there, County Lines, State Lines and Breakdown Lines and every time we cross one, we do one!” Mr. Party had an 8ball in his pocket and planned on crossing lots of lines in those 11 hours. After repeated “you pussy, what a faggot your are” and what not’s as I refused to partake in the snowstorm on the highway, we started to drive. I watched Party dig himself out of that blizzard while chucking down a 6er or so, and off to Vegas we went. I’m going to share some important lessons that have taken me 17 years to learn, so those of you going to this hell hole can survive with minimal injuries.

Here’s a couple rules of the road for success while at SIA:

-Turn into a pumpkin at midnight. No good happens after then. Your orders don’t increase, terms get extended, commissions go up, mark down dollars increase or what not because you stayed out to 5AM. When you wake up at 8AM after 8 hours of sleep, you’ll be stoked.

-G.D.E. – get drunk early. Start your poundathon by 4PM AT THE SHOW, where cock tails flow freely. Continue on into dinner then switch that vodka and soda to a soda water with lime. You’ll think you’re still getting fucked up all while hydrating that booze out of your system.

-Go to Walgreens before your trip and pack aspirin, Visene, Airborne, Vitamin C, Talcum Powder, new razors and breathe mints. Party Harty taught me this one. Fly with the owls at night and soar with the eagles in the morning. These essential items ensure you DON’T look or feel hung over as long as you use all of them, each and every day.

-Pack good ski socks. Standing and walking all day on a concrete floor in a convention center that pumps oxygen in so you never know what time is makes my legs and ankles swell up like a German chick that only eats salted pork. Meaning I get cankles in Vegas. The ski socks, not that forward lean crap either, keeps my blood flowing and my legs sexy. Like this waitress in the sky’s that just walked by me. “Yes, I WOULD like another bloody Mary. Thank you.”

-Eat. Seems simple enough but you get so caught up in the broathon that you forget that. I know that there is a sandwich in every beer but…you need some good food in your system.

-Shower every day and hell, while you’re in there, you might as well pull stick and get them bad thoughts out of your head. Going out into the world clean and without a loaded gun is a good thing.

-Don’t allow yourself to be interrupted. Seriously, people throw out any manners they’ve ever been taught at trade shows. You’ll be standing there, in deep conversation and some fuck will come and try to barge the conversation thinking that what we were talking about wasn’t important. Don’t hesitate to say, “excuse me, but I’m talking to someone, I’ll get with you when I’m done.” Rude fucks beat it.

-Pack 4 pair of shoes. Trust me; you don’t need the coolest pair of skate shoes in Vegas. You’re not going to be skating. You’re going to be walking and standing all day, every day. Be comfortable. Frequent changes of footwear prevent the dreaded tradeshow foot.

-Talc you nuts. Self explanatory. Treat your boys to some white stuff. They’ll thank you later.

-NEVER SHAKE HANDS. Too many germs running around. Nugs is the way to go. And wash your hands a couple times a day. Also keep your fingers out of your nose and mouth. You’ll keep all that evil out of the system and keep from getting sick.

-Leave this shit at home please: bandanas, sunglasses, beanies, all over prints, your sisters jeans, blinking blue ear pieces, whores, 3 wheeled handicapped scooters, bunny-banana-robot costumes, fanny packs, etc. This ain’t a fashion show, it’s a trade show. Your not holding up any 7 11’s so no bandanas, your inside so you don’t need sunglasses, again your inside and you don’t need to keep your head warm with a beanie, the costume shit’s just wack, and fanny packs…well alright you can wear em if you work for a ski company, whores are all over, no need to bring sand to the beach, the ear phones shit is just, what ever you know how bad it is and leave the scooters for the old decrepit people. OK?

-Check your handsome ego at home. Those “hot chicks” that are smiling at you walking thru the Mandalay Bay? There hookers. Your not that good looking.

Now go enjoy yourself in Vegas. This should be the last time you ever visit this shit hole.

Ex-Gay-mes

What the hell is with the American Idol text voting at the X-Games? Fucking popularity contest vs. a snowboard contest. Switch 12 landed clean loosing to a double up chuck with a revert out? No I don't think so.
How about Todd Richards running the COAL Revert Beanie? Thanks World Champ.
Good thing Gigi don't give a shit about any of that crap.

Got to check em out at SIA

Greatest company tag line since Farmers "don't be a pussy, ride a Farmer" is Bozwrecks new company which say's "if you a scared motha fucker go to church!"

I'll take a dozen based on that alone.

Community Spirit

This is a long one, but it's kinda of a must post and entertaining to read. A battle of words between 40 something year olds. I don't know who wins the battle but I know that when I'm riding powder, I won the war. The players are Wayno, long time east coast rep, this dude Perry who owned 3 shops in New England and myself. Enjoy.

Subject: Wayno's new cell and email

Hi everyone,
This is my new email and cell number. I am giving my cell to my mom so unless you would like to speak with Mrs Wayno and or even have the desire to speak with me my new number is 508-555-1212. My new email is XXXXXX@XX.com Please no blanket emails. I'm looking forward to not getting any Viagra or Nigerian lottery offers for at least a couple of months. For everyone heading to Vegas have a great trip. I leave you with a photo of myself on the way to my successful job interview.
Wayne
It's a great new sales job selling life insurance. I'll be contacting you shortly to see how well you are all covered.

On Jan 21, 2009, at 12:08 PM, Johan wrote:

WHO the hell is that thing in the SUIT? NO say it ain’t so. Where’s the Wayno we know and love? The one that spends 3 weeks in August getting his van organized and detailed so he can do clinics? The guy that actually has his ketchup separated from the mustard in the coffee cup holders on the dash board. The man who can drive AND talk as long as he has his trusty headset on? I want to hear them Waynoisms like “the reality is” or “last year this product sucked, but this year it’s off the charts”….shit like that. A guy in a suit? Shit, we ARE in some tough times. Thank GOD Oh-Bamm-Ah is president. I HOPE he can change this adult Wayne back to the dude formally known as WAYNO.

Johan

Subject: Re: Wayno's new cell and email

Hang in there Wayno. Don't let Johan suck you back into snowboarding. Please tell Johan that snowboarding is the new skiing - GAY! Passe f'n sport of yesteryear. Golf is cooler than snowboarding. Golf is where my next millionS will come from. seriously.

You do know how to dress. Lucky I don't have to. Couldn't look good if I tried. Good Luck Wayno. F Johan with that Wayne bullshit.

Perry

Subject: RE: Wayno's new cell and email

Perry, you replied only to me. Hit reply all next time if you want some other than me to see your brilliant words of wisdom. I guess you “rich guys” don’t need to learn how to use a computer?

Snowboarding’s gay? Wow, pretty strong statement from someone that looked at snowboarding as a way to try and get rich, not put a smile on your face, enjoy the outdoors with friends, make a living and shred pow. No wonder you’re golfing. Have fun putting your balls in a hole. Snowboarding doesn’t miss you. Please keep golfing with your rich buddies and tell each other how rad you are with your new Cleveland titanium woods and Footjoy Boa cleats. Real cool shit there, if you don’t believe me, ask yourself.

WAYNO…you showing up at the last Vegas ever? Bring it in. One more time. Snowboarding still needs you.

Johan

Subject: Oh-I almost forgot!

I have this photo of me and some of my golf trophies and just a

little of my money. Don't worry I have a LOT more.

On Jan 21, 2009, at 4:47 PM, Johan wrote:

So stoked for you Perry. Give yourself another pat on the back for

me. I'm happy that you found something your finally good at.

Here's my trophy shot. I like to think of this as a hole in one.

Johan

Subject: Re: Oh-I almost forgot!

come on Johan. you have to laugh.

it is so funny.

probably what I miss most about the snowboard industry is that shit.

but seriously - get over all that shaka bro pow pow shit.

core is poor.

Oh - speaking of balls going in holes:

how bout my man balls in your man cup.

suck my balls in hell Johan.

again. just kidding. seriously. I needed to do this one last time

for my friend Wayno.

tomorrow I'm turning 45 and I'm just all confused today.

take care.

Perry

Subject: RE: Oh-I almost forgot!

Well the first thing I noticed about your mug shot is that you weren't wearing a ring, so I'm happy that you finally feel comfortable about coming out of the closet and revealing your true self. You weren't kidding anyone back in the day Perry, we all knew you're queerer than a football bat. You could see it in your eyes how you'd lust after Jagerman and dream of getting him upstairs all to your lonesome so you could grease his tight little ass up and pound his boy meat. But you couldn't make that move could you as you were stuck in the bro brah shaka pow pow land of poor people that like to enjoy themselves on snow, not in each others asses. By the way, how many copies of Brokeback Mountain do you own?

Golf on the other hand is a perfect place for someone like yourself. Clubs with sauna's, swinging sticks at balls and like you say, doing nothing all day but putting your balls in dark holes.

Again, I am so happy for you to at age 45 truly be who you always wanted to be. A jaded, rich, gay, golfer.

I hope you have a good birthday and have fun blowing your boyfriends candle out. I'm sure you'll still be wishing it was Jagerman.

Lastly, the core, poor snowboarding community that actually snowboards, doesn't miss you. Stay golfing, you'll find some clarity there.

Happy Birthday BRO, you made my day with this back and forth banter.

Johan

Subject: Re: Oh-I almost forgot!

does that mean that you won't suck my balls? Jagerman wouldn't either.

It's my birthday. come on.

Subject: Community Spirit

Wow, Wow, This is the why I will always miss the snowboarding industry. I love you guys!!!! Could this get any better? If this doesn't make Johan's blog I'll be pissed.
First, there isn't a doubt in my mind that there isn't a person alive that is rooting for my success more than Johan, regardless of what I do.
Secondly, everyone is aware that I am not going to be a life insurance salesman right? I just spent the last year and a half being scared to leave the wine isle for fear of having to show someone where the mayonnaise is to get this job. Fuck, I had to wear a apron for a year and a half. How emasculating is that?
Third, Perry you were a pioneir. Period! I have a shit load of respect for you and that why you were on the short list. But: I love snowboarding. Snowboarding got me out of the ghetto, enabled me to travel to places and meet people that I would never have had the opportunity to do without it. To me, wine is an extension of snowboarding. Travel, food, friends, that's what it's all about to me.
Well, we should all do this again real soon. Lets make it a monthly program. I'm naming it "the angry old timers snowboarders forum"
PS. I'm off to a 20 person invite only tasting. I leave you with a better photo this time.
Cio
Wayno

Subject: Re: Community Spirit

Hey Wayno and Johan,

I so much enjoyed that last spat with Johan. And of course I still

have a love / hate relationship with snowboarding. No doubt - I'm

jaded. Tell me something I don' know. Johan is so perceptive.

Johan - Trust me, I'm not the only one who doesn't like where it has

gone. I had 3 stores and started in 1985. How long you been in the

Industry Johan. That is enough. Blades went bankrupt soon after

buying me (yes, I got paid Johan). Yesterday I heard both snowboard

stores in Portland, Maine just went south. Too much product - too

many dealers - too little interest - too little money. The industry

was heading for the toilet before the recession.

Johan only forwarded one piece of our exchange to people he thinks

are going to side with him. I bet the majority of those industry

people wake up most days asking themselves where their enthusiasm has

gone. Snowboarding is totally GAY now, but that doesn't mean I don't

like it, or appreciate what it has done for me. According to Johan I

am gay, so why wouldn't I like to snowboard? Stupid Johan - he's not

being logical.

And as for the money, fuck yeah, I'm proud of the fact I didn't work

for free for 20 years and was able to retire off of my snowboarding

business in my 30's. Should I be ashamed of that? DUH!

Maybe today I'll go over to Bob's Stores or TJ Max or Marshalls and

buy myself a new snowboard jacket from most manufactures at 80% off.

I need a new jacket and a beenie. Then I can look like every other

fucking tard on the street! But then again I just got back from the

caribbean a couple days ago, and maybe I will just fly my chilly ass

back there!

Wayno - stay off the sinking ship, but continue to snowboard.

Johan - core is poor. jump ship.

On Jan 22, 2009, at 2:52 PM, Johan wrote:

Again Rich Golf Guy Perry,

Hit “REPLY ALL” if you want people to see your wonderful words of wis-dumb. I told you this yesterday and I’ll say it again, snowboarding doesn’t miss you. Stay golfing.

Oh wait, first off, Happy 45th^thbirthday. I sincerely hope you have good one. I’m sure it will be spent alone. So drink a couple dozen Crown and Cokes, then look in the mirror and give yourself another thumbs up, and tell yourself one more time how rad your are and how happy you are to not be involved in something as gay as snowboarding. Us queers don’t need another faggot tainting our waters.

Perry I wake up every day stoked to go to work with people that share the same passion as I have, which is to be outside experiencing places, people and cultures all while searching for that white fluffy stuff we gays called Pow. I think you rich guys call that coke? I’d bet that’s what was missing from your business plan to take over the world and why you had to close down them 3 ultra rad stores of yours. See people like you that just want to cash in on something that they don’t participate in have no clue as to what it’s about, I’m betting that’s why your stores closed down. Like the saying goes, “If you want to be involved, be involved.” And someone who’s passion is money, golf and dick holding parties where you sit around with all your buddies telling each other how rad their new Rolex watch looks doesn’t cut it in the snowboard world.

Snowboarding does have some gayness too it, what doesn’t? Well maybe golf, I mean them plaid pants, button up shirts, elitist’s attitudes, fake tech, and spiked shoes are pretty next level.

It doesn’t matter how long I’ve been in the industry either. You can claim that you snowboarded since the beginning of time, but that will never make you a snowboarder. You’re not. There are kids that started snowboarding yesterday that would clean your clock shredding. I’d be bitter too if I put that much time into something and sucked. But for the record, I bought my first snowboard in Manchester Center VT, from the Burton factory in 85. I’ve had 20 season passes in a row and put a couple thousand days in the mountains ofAlaska, Europe, Canada and here in the lovely You Ess of EH. I know that’s nothing compared to your days of shushing around in hard boots at Gunstock but I’m not trying to keep up with the jones. That’s why I still make my living doing something I love and why my vacations revolve around going to the mountain, not some sun and fun resort where I drink my ass off pretending to be happy.

Wayno come back to this sinking ship known as snowboarding. Your one of the dudes that made a difference and kept the fuck sticks in check all while making a difference. No wonder Perry was included on your email list. It’s good that you still keep tabs on him. Core is poor? How about money can’t buy you happiness? I love watching you “rich guys” drive around in your BMW’s, talking on your cell phones making that next big deal only to get home at night to drink yourself into a stupor cause your so worked up from being as important as you think you are. Work your ass off every day so you can acquire your flat screens, Orange County Choppers, Rolex’s, golf clubs, etc all while time with your family, friends and life experiences pass you by because your too busy making that money. Wait till you’re laying on your death bed with all them fond memories of making money. You’ll be satisfied knowing you never made a difference.

This installment of tit for tat session is done for today. I’m off to SIA in Vegas tomorrow to set up our queer snowboard booths. Feel confident that I’ll be wearing my skate shoes to the show even though I don’t skate, my sunglasses will be on indoors along with my beanie properly sagged, the jeans I’ll have on will have once been my wife’s and of course there will be some sort of all over print shirt that has ice cream cones or polka dots to complete my kit. Perry, I’ll even throw out a couple hi5’s and “yea bro’s” for you. This is the last SIA in Vegas and after these two days of chatting with you, I’m dedicating this SIA all to Perry Silverstein. That is my birthday gift to you.

Happy Birthday bitch!

Johan

PS. Is THIS really blog worthy?

WAS it????

The Brown Recluse

While I'm in Vegas for the next nine days, wet your thirst for worthless reading with The Brown Recluse. Written by none other than Jeff Wirtanen. Good shit.

The Winner of Super Pro 2008

Off to Vegas tomorrow for 9 days of set up, tradeshow and breakdown. God I hate that place. Anyway, the Superpro deal we do for shop kids is done and my vote for best submission is from a dedicated Mom and girlfriend. Here's how it went down:

hi there. my boyfriend jeff has a proform card for those union bindings, and he has been moping around the house for a month about them. he has put the card aside because he has been working his face off to take care of our new daughter and i, and he is nervous about spending money on snowboard stuff. im trying to make sure that he still gets to the mountain whenever he possibly has a chance, because he deserves it more than anyone. SOOOOO my proposition goes as follows: his birthday is on Jan 9th (old man is going to be 35). i was wondering if maybe i could send a picture of myself with the card along with credit card info and all of his size information so that maybe i can give them to him as a birthday present? if this is possible that would be wicked sweet. please let me know?

From: Super Pro
No problem. Make it a good one though.

To: Super Pro

How good?

From: Super Pro
Something you'd be proud of.

To: superpro
if im going on a scale from 1-10 in awesomeness, and i provide a 8 or above, we might have to have a price negotiation. im a business lady. :)

From: Super Pro
I’m gonna guess with a myspace name of wherestheshitta, your 8 will be a 10.

To: superpro

id say thats maybe just a 6 in awesomeness. im a business lady, but im also a lady...kind of.
so wuddya say knock off a couple $25 or so???

From: Super Pro
Uhhh hummmmm. Well that was a nice return present to walk into after lunch. The glasses were a nice touch. Happy Holidays to you too Ms. Bindings will go out today or tomorrow with a little extra throw in for your efforts.

To: Super Pro

Thats $300 worth of eyewear they damn well be a good touch! Thanks for letting me pull this off. Being a stay at home mom makes me pretty much worthless other than that. It will make him happy for sure. But SO HELP ME GOD if he sees that picture...

From: Super Pro
We have a Super Pro Website that ALL SuperPro pictures go up on. We've had some pretty incredible pictures thru the years, some are up there. For some reason this year, dudes were sending in pictures of themselves all nude and fat. Freaking nasty. Until you contacted us and ended the year of 2008 on a high note. But being respectful to a new Mom with nothing but good intentions for her dude, I decided to post the non racey one and keep the other on the back burner. Ha. We threw a little extra love in there for YOUR efforts so enjoy. Happy New Year Mom enjoy the time with you family. Mr. Super Pro

To: superpro
haha well thank you! if you must post the nudie, go for it, my dude is pretty technologically retarded and can barely figure out how to check his e-mail. if you do make sure to put a "happy birthday" note somewhere on or around it so i dont look like a total creep. maybe it will balance out the massive amounts of chest/pubic hair shots you recieved. thanks for being so cool and humoring my at-home-alone shananagans.he will be was pumped.

From: Super Pro

Damn…PERMISSION to post.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Classic Work Quickies

I was rolling thru my archive of photo's today searching for the one of Sunny and got sidetracked with a couple of these winners:

Crawford and KJ on the Camaro and Hot Dog tour one summer showed up at the office and gave us a personized show. Check out the crow bar.

This is Gums and I after we stole Martino's credit card and went on an Italian shoe shopping spree in Montebelluna Italy. He wasn't to stoked. We spent close to 3G in one day on his card and never paid him back. Swim with sharks, get eaten.
The start of C3 right here. Everyone still had "other" jobs but this was some behind the scenes conspiricy shit.
I did a road trip with Devun, Huffman and Bjorn for 7 days in the midwest. They Wildcat'd me one night so the next night to get even I bought Devun this whiskey and coke and gave it to him. Didn't tell him I stirred it up with my hog till the next day. He was not stoked.
This is Corey's girl that made the Stairmaster Extreme series this year. She's 6'2", a nurse and from Texas.

Montgomerys got some ups.

The Canadian C3 Rep submission for our Rad Air photo contest. THIS didn't win either. Peep the elements in the photo: method with a beer over mass ass. Wow.
Summer Sales meeting contest was a funnel with a piece of chicken as a chaser. Parker choked on it.

The bumper dumper being put to use.

Mexico's real filthy.

R.I.P.

Sonny rest in piece buddy. You will be missed.

Wheelin, dealin, butts up and squeelin

UFC Matt's got some crazy ass deals going right now on the C3-Shop. Two for one gloves and KFC, plus all this years demo binders are up too for $75.

Griffystyle

More scans from BITD from Griff, circa 1991 Steamboat.

Chair lift action with Gorgeous Matt Bourgeois, U.K.I.A., yours truly in the pink Wave Rave along with a Steven Segal ponytail and SnoBoard Magazines Top Ten up and Coming Snowboarders, Jason Krauth.

Nick Frank and Griff getting it done on a Basher Bowl booter. Nick is the cousin of the first MTV Real Worlds Eric and acted like he was Eric. Nick pulled mad tail by the way and road in a banana suit one piece. Kinda of a Hot Chicks with Douche bags kinda dude.

Griff and I got a Burton Proform and the only shit available was this gay ass race crap. So we ponied up and bought a downhill race stick M8 180cm missile and a stupid ass PJ 7 carver. The PJ got rode for one run then sold. The M8 was fun as fuck.

Griff laid could lay that shit over too.

Thanks G.

563 miles

What a freaking whirlwind week. Almost 600 miles on the Bangburban from Thursday till today.
Rewind a bit, on Tuesday I flew to Costa Mesa and showed surfers and skaters (that hate snowboarding because the worlds largest brand has tainted their area with there own store and over distribution) our new wares.
It didn't take long and I was back in Seattle on Wednesday in time to see my boys basketball practice.Our rep Emmett and J.C. from the House came out on Thursday for a pre line of 09/10 product. Picked their asses up after noonish, kicked ass to the shop, did the tour and got rolling on the lines. By 6 we had a beer in hand and were on our way to the hill for a night shred. Of course Em's passion is food and the connoisseur had to stop at every freaking super market along the way in his quest to scour the North West for its finest ingredients. On the hill by nine and joined by former mid westerner and House employee Ky-borg and Capita Blue. Shredded till ten, rolled down to the cabin and watched Emmett prepare salmon, oysters, crab and halibut cakes like a pro.
Dinner wound down around midnight and called over to the Whistling Post to see if we could roll over for a few. Bill said it was shut down but he'd stop by for a couple.

Hornito's and Traditional bottles were consumed to the tune of rock paper scissors and our lists of top ten snowboards ever were made, remade and argued about until 3:30AM. Then it was bed time.

Up and at em for a sunshine hard packed rip thru Stevens Pass during the daylight hours the next day ate up a Friday. Watched some of the Open Season Rail Jam that we sponsored and then drove the donkeys back to Seatown and grabbed a bite to eat before sending them to SeaTac International for a red eye home.

Milo wakes my ass up at 4AM Saturday morning as he's ready to drive up to the Summit for the Greenhorn games. A quick explanation that the Summit was less than an hour away and I was back to sleep. That is till 6AM hit and was guilted out of bed with "Dad, you get up earlier than this for business trips, now get up!"

Roll up to the pass by 8AM and help Krush set up some banners while Milo did hot laps getting prepared for the days events. Local Northwest hero's came out to judge the 13 and under event, such as Tim Eddy, Sean Genoseve, Austin Hiranaka and Austin Sweetin.

60 little guys hucked their meat that day while John Logic and the SnoCon crew cooked up some fine Dog Hogs for all to eat. You got to love Logics hat set up in this picture. Regular beanie on the dome, with a set of Oaks over them, then a visor beanie resting on top of the head for extra steeze. Don't bother sending this new jack statement over to Neff, COALs already got the prototype, called the ILL-ogical.

Milo didn't place top three but the dude was stoked. He hiked his ass off for almost 3 hours and had a blast ripping that place apart with a bunch of other groms. Hats off to Krush and the crew at The Summit At Snoqualimie for one of the raddest contests ever.


Back down to Seattle, picked up the wife and other rat and back to the cabin. Out cold Steve Austin and we got a good afternoon shred in at Stevens then some serious hot tubbing and a morning drive back to the shitty to get this week of work in before SIA in Vegas on Friday. 563 miles total, 4 days shred, 1 gourmet meal, no pow, park jumps, smiles, 2 bottles of tequila, 2 rail contests all in the name of work.

Miss Taken Eye Dent Titty

"Hello?"
"Yea, Johan it's Forrest what's up? I got your number from Scott Sullivan, he's with me right now."
"Word? (thinking to myself that Forrest has my number, why would he need to get it from Sully) Hey, those photo's you sent me are awesome!"
"Huh???"
"The photo's you sent me!"
"Huh?!"
"Who is THIS?"
"Forrest, but I think I got the wrong Johan. Later." Click

After scratching my head and putting the players in place, it came to me that it was Forrest Shearer thinking he was calling Johan Olafson. Sully must of told him that he rode pow in WA and one fuck up lead to another. Ha, not even close on the Johans though. Or the Forrests.

Anyway, Forrest just sent me a grip of these photo's of the Bird for the cabin. "Sup Forrest you shoot these?" "We have two planes, a Cesna 206 and a 207. We have a million dollar digital camera and a quarter million dollar film camera. Obliques are taken with the film camera. The negative is very large format, 9X9 inch negative."
Uh, ok anyway, thanks Forrest. These are gonna look sweet in the cabin.

Giggles

Union Binding Company pro team
Danny Kass
Dustin Craven
Hampus Mosesson
Joe Sexton
TJ Schneider
Jon Kooley
Stian Solberg
Dan Brisse
Gigi Ruf

How do you pull the gay out of the snowboarding industry?

Every job interview in our industry should begin with the question, "Are you regular or goofy?" Pat "the eye" Bridges