Friday, December 23, 2005
Tuesday, November 1, 2005
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
MBS Comp 16 Pro
From front to Back:
MBS Comp 16 Pro
MBS Core 16 2004 Edition
MBS Jeep Renegade
MBS Core 16 2004 Edition
MBS Jeep Renegade
Trampa 35 Degree Deck, MBS Matrix Trucks, MBS F3 Bindings, Rockstar Hubs, and T1 tread
Mongoose Slalom (Frameboard)
Friday, October 7, 2005
Monday, September 26, 2005
Friday, September 23, 2005
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Monday, May 23, 2005
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Monday, May 16, 2005
The complexities of life are as myriad as the multifaceted shape of a diamond. As intricate and disconcerting as the most convoluted highway interchange that you have ever seen. Modern life and culture are as twisted and rotten as an apple core, thrown out of the window of a passing car, sitting upon the shoulder of the road as forgotten as the waste you flushed down the toilet yesterday.
But, the complexities and confusion and general dirtiness of life are swept aside by an outside force. That outside force is a passion. An occupation. Something that is loved by the individual. Something that is enjoyable to that person, or something that a person cares very deeply about. Everything else flows about that passion. If something does not work, then the passion will thrust its way through the tide of time consuming and troubling worries of life, and make itself known. Life will begin to flow around it, the passion will take hold. Sometimes, it comes as if by accident. Other times, the person will have to reach out for the passion, grab its hand, and push back against the wall of time-wasting infidels. Then, the passion will have the utmost place in this person’s life.
If not the utmost, it will be in a place, a specific place that is directly linked to its worthiness to the being. If he or she deems it worthy, it will take the top point of power and control in that person’s life. If he deems the passion not quite that worthy, but still worthy of being a priority, but not above that of other passions such as a relationship, it will get pushed further down the scale to a place suitable of its worthiness. It all depends upon the amount of value a person places in the passion. The place it is allotted will determine the impact it will have on one’s life.
But, if a person is bereft of a love of anything, they will wander through life utterly destitute, lacking direction of any kind. They will be as a dandelion seed, tossed upon the wind, going as it fancies, never knowing the location of its destination. But, unlike the dandelion, carefree upon the wind, he will be like a boat lost at sea in the storm of all storms, with no way to steer, no sense of direction, completely at the mercy of the savage winds and the enormous, crashing waves. He will live a turbulent, twisted life. A life without meaning. A life built around misery and anguish. If he lives at all.
Is it even possible to live without a passion, or a love for something? For anything? How can it be that if you have nothing to drive you, you persist in life, continuing to work and live. I think that you need to search deeper. There is something driving every single person, however honorable that fuel is, there is something driving everyone. When people commit suicide, its as if a chunk has been cut out of the fuel line of purpose and they have lost their passion to DO. Their passion, or fuel to live. What they don’t realize is that they must give that fuel line time to heal. They must come back to whatever is driving them, however honorable it is, or find another passion. Another driving force for which to live for.
For many people, the driving force is immensely different. For one, it may be a sport. For another, love. For another, sex. For another, God. For yet another, money. For others, fame. For others, enjoyment. Possibly, getting wasted. Music is an immense driving force. Friendship. All things such as these drive people, and some are less honorable then others.
But of course, that depends on one’s perspective. And perspective, is a whole other matter.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Friday, May 6, 2005
Saturday, January 15, 2005
REdWIRE VS Major Cities
Last night I had the opportunity to see Redwire live in concert for the first time in over a year. It has been way too long.
Needless to say, they put on an excellent show. They added a new drummer since the last time I had seen them, and I think their sound has changed for the heavier... and it has definitely been a good change. And, they were super tight... everything was just about perfect.
But that’s not what I’m going to write about. The concert in question was called something like “The Vox Openers Battle of the Bands.” So basically it was a competition, each band had a half an hour set, they all had to perform a cover, and their was a judges score, a crowd involvement rating, a stage presence rating, and then like a screaming crowd vote type thing at the end.
Only 2 of the four bands had a chance at winning. Redwire, of course, and Major Cities.
Not to ruin the ending or anything, but Redwire ended up getting a ridiculous second to Major Cities. And I was torqued.
To start, Redwire had to open the concert and Major Cities played last. In the world of music, going first is not a compliment, its an insult. The best slot is played by the headlining band, and is usually the last slot unless the concert is slated to last really really late... and then it might not be. But seeing as this was a battle of the bands, there should have been no headliner. But it was easy to see who was favored, because Major Cities got the last slot. At least that’s my take on the matter. So that was not cool.
Lets do a quick comparison of how Redwire and Major Cities compared in everything except the judges score:
Redwire dominated! They had more energy on that stage than I have seen from them ever. (But of course that’s out of date.) The new drummer was rocking like crazy and he had mad skills in pretty much everyway (complete with stick-twirling/spinning skills).... Nick laid belted out the voclas with ease, and got in quite a bit of headbanging. Dan nailed his backwards guitar swing perfect. First time I’ve seen him get it.
Major Cities: They didn’t move hardly at all. Except for Ryan Jasurda rocking. By rocking I don't mean thrashing and jumping and screaming and headbanging, I mean rocking like you would in a rocking chair... only standing up. And they’re drummer is pretty crap. But that might not be his fault, because they’re music is pretty much crap. They complained about not having this or that in their monitors.... and that Jasurda person had the oddballest remarks ever... weirdo.
For Redwire, they had the most people of anyone band standing for the longest, I think. And they had me and Earl headbanging like crazy (along with a couple of others for a tad bit.)
As far as Major Cities go, they had several people just standing their.
The Crowd-Scream Vote:
It was so close that they had to do it 2x between Redwire and Major Cities. And that only mad like a 1 pt. difference, but who knows how much one point means.
So basically the Judges just had to have favored Major Cities for them to win at all. How Lame!
Earl and I were pretty pissed, Redwire should have won that by miles. I tried, I really did. But to make them feel better, I’ll post some linkys right here:Click here to go to the main site.