The guys over at legendary snowboard wax manufacturer One Ball Jay have surfboard wax too. They have actually been making this for a long time but I just noticed this sweet packaging for the wax. Kids love skulls.
Do you want to shoot action sequence photos of tre flips down 30 sets but all you have is your iPhone? Thank goodness that there is an app for that. Now if there was only an app that would let you actually land tricks and stop wasting gigs upon gigs of memory.
This made coffee fly out of my nose this morning. I don’t know if this is an actual product or not. If it isn’t, hats off to whoever did the legwork. If it is real, then…oh man, things just got really weird.
Hold on guys, I just need to skull this Don Julio…ahhhhh. Now where did I put those car keys?
Kids, if you’re going to booze, don’t drink and drive. Also if you’re going to booze, make sure that you drink from the glass of doom!
Pete Mel is a friend of mine. Pete is a Maverick’s legend. Maverick’s will kill your ass and then feed you to sharks. I love reading anything that has to do with the mythical Half Moon Bay enormo break. Did I mention I am friends with Pete Mel?
Um…supercandy? Sign me up! I have spent the last 40 years of my life trying to convince my body to turn high fructose corn syrup into an energy source. Now it seems that I have found the holy grail of snacks!
Thrasher magazine is one of the best companions someone can have on the road. Now that they have playing cards, they have a lock on the travel boredom category in skateboarding. Play poker, go fish, or just figure out how to throw them like weapons. I think that’s the coolest thing that you can do with cards, just flick them at people and inflict pain.
You know what? I think that I have seen some feet that actually look worse than these novelty sandals. People, it’s summer time, cut your friggen’ toe nails. Seriously, if your feet look like they belong on an undead brain craving creature from the crypt, get yourself a pedi.
Force feed yourself. Light saber chopsticks are awesome. Eat your Mon Calamari with style.
I love this shirt. It’s like the owl is asking who farted with his weird owl talk. My daughter sleeps in a child-size version. In our house, there’s never a question about whoo farted.
