STYD Premiere

So my friend Jim at Shred Till Yer Dead is having a video premiere on the 17th. This shit has been years in the making and of course, i'm going to shuffle my lazy ass up there to see it. Theres some promo's on Jim's site and even a few that I made (before this blog) so peep how we get down in the living room

So yeah i'll be filming the shennanigans all weekend long as the peeps from The Ganz show me what a good time is all about.

Can you play some 80's dance music?

So ontop of filming skateboarding, and working a day job, I sometimes fill in various spots to dj. It doesn't happen very often (because I don't actively seek it) but when it does I'm grateful for the chance. And it always rocks to get some free drinks and some cash. Well, Saturday I filled in for my friend who works at this bar. The regular dj either quit (which is what im guessing he did considering what happend to me) or just didn't want to (which is another guess also considering what happend to me). He calls me on Monday and asks if I can bring all my equipment to the bar, and play from 9pm to 3am for 150 dollars. Who the fuck wouldn't? So he tells me to bring my usual bag of tricks (hip hop, funk, and soul with a lot of old rare groove for those of you who know what that is); but what he doesn't tell me is that he doesn't even work on those nights so he really doesn't even know what the regular dj plays.
Now folks, let me tell you, if there's a recipe for disaster, it's that. Showing up to a gig with the wrong music, all because the guy who booked you guessed. Yikes.

So I get there at 9 in the middle of a snow storm, and I walk in and guess what, there's no funk or soul playing on the juke box, it sounds like 80's rock music. Right then I knew, something was gonna be fucked. It's one of those bars in Lake View which is home to a lot of yuppie 30 something types. You seen 'em, those smug assholes who work in some cube farm downtown and drink shitty beer, So after setting up, I started the set, and in the middle of a James Brown set, a bald headed guy with tattoos comes up to me and blatantly says to my face "This shit sucks, play some 80's dance music". Turns out, he was one of the owners who wasn't supposed to show up. So anyways, after a few more people came up to me asking me for such things as "Beyonce" and more "80's dance music" I just keep playing what I got. Explaining over and over that i'm just filling in. So at 12:00 the girl comes up to me who was running the bar and pays me and tells me that they want to put on dance music. Wow, was I pissed. But at least she liked the set, and told me that she's gonna have me come back to do a funk and soul night. I hope.

All in all, I hate dance music, but it was a nice 150 dollars :)

Haterade and other such things

welllll hello skateboarders and anyone else who may be reading this (haven't made my tiny stickers yet for the world to see). It's been a bit since i've been here, but that'll change as time goes on and I learn to spell ;)

Stumbled upon some funny ass shit. Reading my least favorite message board (but the one i post on the most, and coincidentally, banned from until later this month but that's for another post)

The guy who runs the place posted a link to You Will Soon and I have to say, this is some funny fuckin shit. This guy is hilarious, and most of all, spot on. I took the liberty of reading most of what he had to say before basing my opinion. You know, instead of just becoming a follower from point A on, i tend to read more than a few pages worth of posts before I become a follower. And let me tell you, shit's entertaining as fuck.

So yeah we filmed last night and it was like a giant game of frogger. Never go to the skatepark on bike night. it's dangerous (ha that's not me or anything).
I swear though, at one point all the bikers lined up in this sort of giant configuration just so ONE biker could do this really high (and i do mean it was high, but its a bike for fuck sake) tail whip (or it could've been a lame X up that we used to do off of curbs in the 4th grade) that took the whole fuckin park to do. Fuckin biker comradeship.

So that's where the haterade comes in. Last night i must've been drinkin' the orange kind because let me tell you, I was hating on these kids. standing in front of them, shooting my board at them (in conspicuously of course ;] )all because I hate them. The pegs fuck up the ramps when they decide to ditch their bike in their awesome 3 foot air and out on the street, EVERY SINGLE SKATESPOT has been fucked by bikers. They take up the space of 4 skateboarders and a chad muska boom box and that just irritates me to no end. It also shows that the owner of the park only gives a fuck about money, instead of the quality of his ramps for the other 2/3's of his customers. Biking is so....1990's anyway (I ride bikes! haha, its funny because i'm a total road biker. fuck that bmx shit, how you gonna get anywhere on those 14 inch wheels?)

So yeah, bikes, no bueno, it makes me want to drink some haterade and quench my thirst for all things (bmx) bike hate related.

And it makes for funny footy when you hear me screaming FUCK! at the top of my lungs when a biker gets in the way of whatever we're doing. And they tend to only say sorry to me, and i'm always saying back "hey man, say sorry to him, you fucked his trick up".


oh well, only a few more months of this and then we'll be back to shredding in the streets.


Oh and in totally un skateboard related anything, I saw this movie last night for the millonth time since my friend hadn't seen it. Needless to say, he was "thrilled"

Go rusty Griswold!!!!


_rod

Christmas and other such things.........

So, its been a few days since post number 1. I just thought mention that this shit is going to be fuckin' cookin'. I've got lots in store. But for now...i just thought i'd leave this here:





that's about it. I'll save it since it's christmas and I gotta go find a place that's open so I can eat food.

_rod

awwwww shit. it has begun

Well, here it is, post number 1. Better make it count right?

Hmmm....where should I start. Basically, this blog is here for a few reasons, and none of which are because i'm "jumpin on the bandwaggon and startin a blog man!" I'm creating this blog as a service to myself, and to others I come across in my daily travels. To highlight the fun, the weird, the insane, outside of the box kinda shit I seem to see day in and day out.

I'm also here to show you guys some skateboarding, and some hijinx shit that we get down on 'erry day.

So why the name Rod Blogojevich? why the fuck not? Total tribute to the guy who gives illinois a worser reputation than Oj gave the heisman trophy and the judicial system.

So yeah......that's about it. Let the fun begin.

_rod