Bombs Away

I'm now writing some content for the most honest ski blog on the internet block, Brobomb.com. You can check out my first article containing my predictions for the 2010 season here. Enjoy, subscribe, and look forward to more.

The Worst Kind of Reality

I recently read a Vanity Fair article decrying the spread of reality TV and comparing it to vacuum cleaner that sucks culture and any hint of substance from the life of popular media. After the scandal with those idiots known only for leaving untpaid tabs all over DC and running failed vineyards sneaking their way into the White House State Dinner last week I was pretty convinced that even adults were absolving themselves of any potential as role models for America's youth.

And after this most recent spectacle,

I am inclined to agree with the author of the aforementioned. Anyone who willingly promotes themselves with the opening tagline "MTV is taking you inside a shore house you've never seen, full of the hottest, tannest, craziest guidos," and then flaunts pit stains in the opener, needs to be shot. I'm calling my gun-toting, NRA card-carrying, global-warming-is-a-hoax cousin right now. He's been looking to cull some livestock for a long time.

dump o' thangs

all photos by Ryan Dunfee (except Enjoi ad).

Flo-rida

My parents recently copped a place in south Florida, which I would normally avoid if I didn't like surfing so much. Especially when the temp outside is 83 and the water is 75. You can surf until your shoulders fall off from paddling, which is not the case back in NH right now, where rigor mortus sets on as soon as the Vaseline you rubbed on your face to protect you from the 48 degree water and 35 degree air wears off. It has been an awesome week and I've gotten a bit better at surfing. I shouldn't really call it surfing, as I have to kneeboard as my spinal cord injury relegated me to kneeboarding cuz I can't balance standing up. Rehtard. Still fun as, though.

Any photos of kneeboarding from the front make me look like an amputee. This looks somewhat more graceful.

oh yeeeee.

Even Dad slays!

Back to NH Monday, which I'm not really looking forward to, but will be able to hook it up with some homies, possibly ski a day or two, and hopefully get a temp job to increase my dwindling funds before I get killed by the Euro in France. Maybe also surfing, but I am sure that as soon as I step outside I will change my mind.

encore une tasse

two fun bits from the world of unreasable bindings:

VIDEOGRASS TEASER from VIDEOGRASS on Vimeo.

sleezin

K2 has a really good team of shreds, Pep Fujas, Sean Petit, and Andy Mahre have always been favorites of mine. Well maybe not Sean. He's 16, and only really been around a lil bit. At any rate, Rob Huele is another head I'm super into. Even though he lands some shit backseat, he's got that stringy, go-for-it jib style you in skaters like Ragdoll. Plus he KILLS the COC hip in this edit. Even though it's an American holiday, I'm celebrating Thanksgiving with a Canadian video. enjoi (pun intended). The song is a bit slow, but maybe throw on some Ramones and it might make a little more sense.

Rob Heule 09-vid from rob heule on Vimeo.

my header photo is all flipped out right now, but im sick of tyring to fix it. i will be attacking that problem soon.