This is an email I received from Chris today. If you couldn’t figure it out, our most commonly used acronym RFPB obviously stands for “Rat Fucking Prick Bastard!”
Needless to say I deserved it after I tried ending my friendship with him in attempt to make him feel guilty once I realized that I wouldn’t be able to attend the opening for his next art show on June 13th.
SOOO if you are reading this you should go and tell him I sent you!
I recently created a Vimeo channel and put some older videos on it. If you have a Vimeo account be sure to subscribe because I have big plans to start adding more videos with warmer weather around the corner. You can check it out [here].
Our “I Still Rollerblade” shirt is being featured in the new issue of ONE Magazine! www.believeinone.com
“The creative minds at Print Brigade drop a refreshed version of their popular I Still Rollerblade shirt that leaves little question to the public about what wheeled activity you call your own. Printed on American Apparel by cool dudes in the Northeast (I’m looking at you, Boston and Connecticut), look for the limited edition version available only at Bittercold Showdown, or check your local shop or printbrigade.com for other deals.”
Chris and I recently attended the 9th annual Bitter Cold Showdown in Royal Oak, MI. The Bitter Cold Showdown is the largest rollerblading trade-show and competition in the country. This is a recap of our trip.
Chris, Gabe Holm, and Ben Price drove down from Boston and arrived in CT to pick me up at 10:00 p.m. on Thursday. Chris manned-up and drove through the night to getting us there before 10:00 a.m. Friday morning, thanks to plenty of energy drink pit-stops.
We even managed to squeeze in a little sight seeing on a detour through Detroit.
Upon arriving at the hotel Chris immediately passed out taking a well-deserved and much needed nap and we all followed his lead shortly after.
Once we woke up we headed over to Modern Skatepark to check out the facilities and say our hellos.
Hi Mike!
Hey Casey!
We woke up early the next morning to get ready for trade-show and were reminded how the event got it’s name.
Drew stopped by after we finished setting up and took these two pics of our booth.
I took a few pics of my own, including this pic of Drew (as you can see by my flash in the picture above).
The trade-show is always 3-hours of non-stop chaos that passes in the blink of an eye. I wish I was able to take photos of everyone who visited the booth but that never seems to happen like planned. But I did manage to take a couple pics.
I was super excited to see 40+ year old blader Dante Muse at the booth.
Dirty Jerseys’ Infamous Chris Dafick and Jay Cottrell. (I feel like I am writing those bad captions for a yearbook)
Colin Martin popping in.
The competition started up right after the trade-show and the level of skating was ridiculous. You can see for yourself in this edit from Aggressive Mall.
BCSD 2009 HD edit from AGGRESSIVEMALL on Vimeo.
Once the winners were announced Justin from ONE Magazine busted out his signature robot pose? Maybe I am making that up.
I don’t remember much of the ride home, I tried to stay awake for as long as I could but all the excitement had worn me out and I let exhaustion get the best of me. This picture sums it up.
Chris still hasn’t and probably won’t ever let me forget that I spent most of the trip passed out abandoning my important role as the co-pilot. I am sorry Chris, maybe a public apology will help…this was the end of the road for me.
Thanks to everyone who stopped by our booth and picked up our stuff, we can’t wait to see you all again next year!
And I want to give a very special thank you to Smokes for all of your help and support!
I bought some blue laces for my skates today, I was happy with them for about 30 seconds and then I wished I had found red ones. I hate laces, I am never satisfied with them.
Possibly one of life’s toughest decisions.
I try not to do anything half-assed, which includes being temporarily unemployed. I’ve plan to live it down just like the rest of the country during these troubled times, but being without hot water since Saturday was in no way part of my plan to experience the hard knock life. It did however make me really appreciative of all the great things that hot water has to offer during the winter, like a 30-minute shower!
Sorry to keep posting pictures of the water heater but you would be excited too if you looked like the this after going 4 days without a shower…
I received a call from Matt today letting me know he was going to be delivering the my beloved p-rail and I couldn’t have been more excited. Ever since I moved to the condo in Guilford the amount that I have been able to skate has decreased exponentially and its something that I am always missing. When I lived at home with my parents I could simply put on my skates and walk out the front door to skate my rail whenever I had an hour of free time. Before now I would have to drive 20 minutes to the nearest “skate spot” which was the church school in the woods in North Guilford and even then I was always constrained by all the factors that come into play when skating on public property. But now that has all changed, expect plenty of edits when the weather warms up and the sun stays out past 7.
Matt gave me specific orders NOT to touch the rag that’s hanging on the end of the rail. Don’t ask why… I haven’t removed it yet.
This weekend marked the beginning of my first week of being temporary lay off from work. And it couldn’t have gotten off to a better start… On Saturday evening came home to a steady river of water flowing through my garage, it turns out my hot water heater died. Apparently, water heaters relieve themselves during their last moments on earth. A trip to Lowes with Mr. Volpe and $300 later and I now have this brand new one sitting in my garage.
We discovered the old one was installed with no intentions of ever being removed so some serious plumbing needs to be done in order to make the swap. Hopefully, that will happen tomorrow night and I will be able to take a much-needed shower. Later that evening Minetta thought it would be a good idea to start a fire. The plans of finally having a relaxing evening quickly changed when she discovered a squirrel had taken the leap of faith into the fireplace.
Unfortunately, I’ve been scarred by the number of movies I have seen where cute little critters latch onto the faces of unsuspecting actors and wasn’t convinced that this little bastard was dead. I was sure that he was patiently waiting for just the right moment when I would lean in to pick him up before springing back to life resulting in a comedic yet horrifying scene that would have me running around the basement complete with flailing arms and high pitched screams. Thankfully, Mrs. Volpe happens to be the Guilford Animal Control Officer and had no problem stopping over the next morning to help with the removal of our deceased furry friend.
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