I know this isn't eBay, but ...

If anyone takes offense to this, my most sincere apologies.
I've got 10 of these molded fiberglass Herman Miller/Eames chairs taking up space in my garage. I'd really like to get them out of here and get someone else in Lincoln sitting on them. They're tools, not jewels.
Furniture nerds are buying and selling these things on eBay for well over $200 each.
Not me, though.
First come, first served —
$50 a piece.
Tell your friends and enemies.
Lemme know via comments.

Two Times

Double.
Yellow.
Indifferent.

Lords of D

Clip from APB's Lord's of Dogtown contest. DYSON!

You like, ya?

Lakai's "Red Flare" Tour movie is up and running hot at Skate Fairy — shot and edited by ty2k.
Ya heard?

Bad Freelance Project or Perfect Creative Outlet?

Found this amazing freelance opportunity. It's tough to pass up. So I got dibbs, a'ight? I called it first.

take a brake

Do it right.

Super Sorry, Dude

Honestly, I was talking on the phone and he just came out of nowhere.

ni hau ma!

The new DC commercials featuring James Lipton make my mouth tips curl.

(via me.)

Analog Cowbell

The Rad Monkey VLC800 is a digital cowbell that simulates the sounds of 12 popular analog cowbells through a high-quality digital signal processor.

Up In The Cut

Lix was reppingThe Mag sooooo hard on "The Cut" last night.
Good looks.

Facial Corsets

Alternative methods of reconstruction.

Office Guns

This could cause some real damage.

Crowning Glory

Crownfarmer is my friend, Bob Kronbauer's, creative endevour.
Harvest is the latest step in the evolution of his ideas, but the site is filled with cool collaberative efforts and umpteen ways (blankets, books, bags, etc.) for you to support this cool Canadian cause.
There are even a couple of cotton goodies up there (see image, left) that I was lucky enough to be a part of.
Feel free to put your money where your mouth is - whatever that means.

Moreau's Ghandi

Christophe has announced his uncerimonious team bail out, leaving Crédit Agricole after riding for the green machine since 2002.
So?
Dude was pissed that CA was thinking about signing Vinokourov (who's ended up with Liberty Suguros), but his frustrations might be better directed at himself and his "top eleven" finish.
Will this signal the fade-out of the one-time TDF stage winner, yellow jersey wearer, and Chad Headlee look-a-like?
I don't know.
You tell me, smart guy

Econo Line

Still laboring to get We Jam Econo shown here in town and I should know by the end of the week if plan A has exhausted itself.
If so, plan B is waiting in the wings.
In the mean time, anyone willing to send a friendly note to The Ross ( info@theross.org ) is welcome to do so.
Be cool, though. Danny Ladley was instrumental in allowing Pure Sweet Hell to show here. He seems open to a WJE showing, too, but it might help to tell him that you and your fifteen friends would lay down your hard earned green to see this amazing movie in Lincoln.
CC your notes here in the comments, if you would be so kind.

Much Rad(ish)ness

Working another late night -- easing the pain by listening to WFTP Networks, and watching some young schrelpers huck their stuff off of a loading dock right outside my window.

On Track

I have no idea where this came from, but nevertheless ...

Full On

Snuck out of the house last night to skate the fullpipe with Phil.
It was inbetween rain showers, we brought a towel, and pretty much did kickturns for like an hour.
Two slams later (one each) the sun went down, we left for home, and the secret gods of skateboarding looked down with favor upon us.
On the way to his car, Phil told me about this dude Robert Randolph. Holy crap!
Mr. Randolph learned his slide G skills in church. Okay, there's one good thing about Sunday mornings.
That shit's on the iTunes Music Store, my fellow slaves to convienence.
Anyway. FTB.

Justin Time

Justin Girard is exactly who you think he is:
Head key stroker over at Skate Mental, heavy handed anministrator at Blog Mental, and interview subject over at Icelounge.
Look into it.

Gang Warfare

Come out and pla-ee-ay.

I'm Adding A Block Of Type To See What It Looks Like

Luck-eeeeee.
Nice thing about waking up to this eye-booger exclusivity, I guess, is that I get to have my pick of the litter, I mean loophole. I can lower my mortgage, apparently (note to self: get a mortgage so I can lower it.). I can earn my college degree; I can solve any dog problem; I can get free shipping. I can get approved in less than thirty seconds. I can get the best prices on the market—just for me. I can achieve total confidentiality! I never again have to stoop to empty another bag of clippings from my lawn mower.
I mean, imagine the luck.

If I Asked, "Who's Your Daddy?" What Would You Say?

I am someone's father.

Mostly Postly

First things first.