Chanel Choco Phone

It looks like T-1000 & a Rubiks cube got together and had a baby. And, I want to adopt their love child.

Log roll.

World's Best Grandpa

I miss my grandpa. He lives on the other side of the country. I wish I lived near my gramps, and/or he gave a shit about computers & email, so I could share with him this photo of human marvel & show him the article of "Worlds Smallest BodyBuiler". Just to have him sit back, laught to himself, and drop in with a sweet old man burn, like-

"Whattya use for a jockstrap? A peanut shell and a rubber band?"

And, his potential diss might have some truth to it.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/worldnews.html?in_article_id=513820&in_page_id=1811

That's It, That's All

Can't wait for this one. If the footage looks like it is from The Discovery Channel camera setup, that's because it is. Travis continually steps it up in snowboarding both with his riding and with the way he films it. Hands down the most well rounded and versatile rider I have ever met hands down. Not too mention he lives to snowboard, which is way more than I can say for most pros. Who else moves to New Zealand full time in the summer?



"What's that? You are going to sneak past a security guard in an industrial park to hit a rail/gap/ledge/wallride? Well, I'll just be over (insert exotic death defying locale here) with my own helicopter and camera from Discovery Atlas sessioning this 60 footer, but that's cool, you do you homey."

Red Bull Rhythm Section...

it's been a minute.... easily the most creative and progressive contest we've ever seen around these parts...

Duck Hunt

We're talking some fuckin' M.U.S.C.L.E.

As you may or may not know, I fancy myself a collector of weird, obscure sweetness. Now, I would say I'm pretty tame when it comes to nerd standards, but my friends, and my most recent Ebay purchase, may provide fuel for debate on this topic. I scored a little something from my brother's & my childhood, we're talkin' M.U.S.C.L.E men. The raddest, weird little toys ever.

To give a little history on this subject, my bro & I had amassed quite an impressive army of these little guys. Only to one day, fall victim to complete M.U.S.C.L.E genocide. When I was 6-7 yrs. old, we were in a really bad car accident with my Mom, leaving our grandparents house for Thanksgiving. Our Muscle-y fellows accompanied us on many trips, as they were easy to transport, due to their compact size. Well, as we were rescued from the wreckage, and all walked away relatively unscathed, our MUSCLE collection perished in a fire-y death on the side of the freeway, along with my Mom's Volkswagon. The firemen(damn them at the time) wouldn't let us near the catastrophe. Crying & watching them all go up in smoke, felt more painful inside, than being at the hospital later, and being forced to pee in a weird bottle, in front of a doctor & female nurse, who were checking us for internal injuries. We did however, have the M.U.S.C.L.E Nintendo game to tide us over the next couple weeks, as we mourned our fallen soldiers.

(Fun Fact- There is a nice hole in the ozone layer right outside Pittsburgh, due to the amount of shitty toy rubber that burned up on the freeway, that fateful day.)

Fast forward to the main point. Ebay. Sweet score. I nabbed two 10 pack cans(sealed-MIB, mind you) on the 'ol auction site. One for me, one for my broseph(X-mas present brah). Big story for such a small piece 'o history. Hell yeah, memories...sniff sniff.