Weekend Shredder vol. 8

A tad bit more shnow at Mt. Rose.

Andrew Brew and Cole assisted.

Weekend Shredder Vol. 7

Word on the streets is Mt. Rose has a smidgin of snow left.
Petey, Jason, Corey, and yours tuly.
Enjoy.

Martyrs

As many of you probably already know, I watch an ungodly amount of movies. Most of which are downright aweful. Although I must admit Ant Blacks got a ninja beat in that department. Last time I went to visit Mr. Black in Man Jose, he showed me a gem. A porno movie with all the harcore action taken out, leaving just the makings of a catastrophe (i.e. the frivolously ambiguous plot, the characters, and their acting). At any rate, Martyrs is an absolutely amazing piece of cinematography. In no way, shape or form could this be categorized as being likend to another Hollywood attempt at reproducing a classic.

Click on the picture for a link.

His name is Nicky...but you can call him Dre

Nickatina was there.

Since the venue was in South Lake, there was no shortage of bro's (dudes literally showed up in snow pants and goggles). Bouncer dude in the red shirt kept the peace with his muscles.

Even though all the homies flaked out on Carrie and I, the shit still went office supplies.

Weekend Shredder vol. 6

Featuring: Jason Kell and Andrew Brewer.

Word?

Weekend Shredder vol. 5

Weekend Shredder Vol. 4

A shweet little evening up at Jay's "Liska Ranch."
Featuring: C-Gare, Chris Brewster, Gumball and Jay Liska

Weekend Shredder Vol. 4 from shwim team on Vimeo.

The Inauguration...

...was kind of a dick...

Weekend Shredder Vol. 3

I just recently returned from my holiday travels, which directly accounts for my lack of updates. Either way, I got this little delectable treat for you cork soakers to lap up.

Weekend Shredder Vol. 3 from shwim team on Vimeo.

Weekend Shredder Vol. 2

Featuring Bizzler, C-Gare, Keller Bee, Tihlman, and Andre Brew. Go on and take a gander at the results.


Weekend Shredder Vol.2 from shwim team on Vimeo.

Weekend Shredder vol. 1

Featuring C-Gare, Roja Po, Keller Bee, and Rob Man. Boreal Day 1. Toe edge, heel edge, base, top sheet, binders, boots, goggles, 1st layer, 2nd layer, the whole bit; they were there. More shootin your way on our next outing, so be prepared my sons and daughters.

Weekend Shreddin' from shwim team on Vimeo.

Carrie's Birf

Shit was outta sight son

Happy Halloween Dudes

Backies wif Sun Man

Backies Wif Sun Man from shwim team on Vimeo.

Obama and McCain

Dooood, Third Party?

Doubtful

Moon Shootin' featuring the Weekend pt. 2

Moon Shootin' featuring the Weekend

Stack Yea!

It's about that time of year again. Premier season. Time to shoot the moon with friends and sit back to a good flick, and what better place to do so than good ole Fritz?

As the masses began to assemble, so did the festivities. Youngins up front, party in the back.
From beginning to end, 'Stack Footy' did not dissapoint. From the one-footers to the no-footers, there was never a silent moment to be heard amongst the crowd.

Scott Stevens did the impossible while Gus Engle got so filthy on the big screen you could swear you smelled him. Mark Thompson did tricks you wouldnt think were possible, while Dre soared so high you could've swore he had wings, or an extra tendon in his knee. Jesse Burter continued to amaze the audience with his ever-expanding 'bag-of-tricks,' while Ben Bogart jammed out tricks that made you wanna shout "Bo-Ya!" Chris Larson showed that kids from Alaska can still F some S up, while new-comers Chris Beresford, Blair Habenicht, and Austin Hironaka earned their keep in the tight knit posse. Although the majority of the Think Thank entourage was absent, a few lone soldiers found time to grace the Think Thankian audience with their presence. Bryce Lowell found time between his busy schedule of gambling and making sando's to assist in the premier extravaganza. Jed layed down his hammer and decided he'd lay his 'grown-man-shit' aside in order to help get the party 'Stacked.'

After the film had run it's course, so had many of it's viewers. A taxi ride home and late night food was what awaited the majority.

At the end of the night, 'Footy,' as well as inebriation, had been successfully 'Stacked.'

Good times, Great Oldies.

And of course many thanks to Derek at Fritz for letting us get crazy for another year.

Ain't that some shit!

Ain't that some shit! from shwim team on Vimeo.