Guest Ed

You should learn to skateboard.
It is cheap and fun.
It is something you can do when you are alone
or with friends.

Once you learn, you can hang out late at night in parking lots for hours and hours
(and you don't even have to be high).
Also you can talk to others about skateboarding
and it will make them think you are cool

and they will give you things

like free stickers or invitations to parties

with lots of guys at them

If you get good

you can jump over all sorts of things

like cars, and european streets, and statues, and off small buildings.
and people will take pictures of you
which is nice (For later, to show your kids).

If you get really good,
maybe someone will pay you

to take pictures, and make videos of you jumping off all sorts of crap

and they will put you on billboards

and benches where homeless people sleep

and you name will be on thousands of pairs of shoes.
maybe you will have a video game with you in it

or a TV show where you shoot your friends with weapons

Or maybe not.

Maybe you will just keep doing it and no one will really care how good you are

and you will just use your skateboard to ride down the street

to buy some beer

when your "old lady" takes off with the car

It's up to you I guess
Like anything else

But you should definitely learn.
It will be worth it
in the long run

I Promise

- Dallas Clayton (Skateboard Mag May 2009)

I've been meaning to post this nice poem for awhile, but havent had the time.
so here it is.

Hoo

So while skating home after 4 hrs of skating(duh), walking was like a prehistoric verb. Then, I overtook two Jc boys and took to the road on my board, and went flying(presumably because of a curb) annnd I landed right in the middle of the road. Haha. I think everyone had a minor heart attack.

And I think I sandpapered all the skin off my palms from carrying my board so much. It's sweaty palms festival all day long. Flargunaut.

Har har. FLML

There are quite afew "bloody"s in this post

I swear I can't remember the first half of my day in full details. haha. Its but big blur. I assume that when i'm sleepy, my body channels all the strength for moving and leaves the brain closed for the day. which is not very desirable. And we got some effective people management project to do. The school of Is needs a course for effective stop-giving-the-students-work management for the lecturers. Seriously.

In other news, its bloody humid.

And I've got 749572945732047585037190 deadlines due.

So here comes the main point of this post. You know what I need? A flamethrower. Yes. Those solve everthing. Even poverty and hunger. I can draw you a chart to explain.

P.s. I was gonna draw a brilliant, multi colored, multi dimensional, awesome beyond words picture. But I cant find my bloody post-its. So i had to draw on the mini ones. its the one above.

-.-

Charm Man. DUH

I think my body is slowly dying from skate-deficit. And my tolerance is suffering the same ailment.

So normally I have alot to ramble, thus the blog ramble galore, but as of late I'm more into just shredding with all the spare time I have, and dont really have much to ramble about.

So if you feel bored with the current(temporary) monotony of this blog, try my tumblr, thats updated all the time cause its just pics and reblogs. pics and reblogs.

anyway, what you see above is one of the old Adidas promo for skateboarding shoes. I think the photography is nice. uhhhh. Poem anyone?

When the world decides to go to sleep,
the crickets will be the nights heartbeat.

When the lights begin to fade,
people rush home to houses made

When the brave begins to fall,
All thats left are cowards on the corridors,

When the leaves begin to die
We can only look on and sigh

Holy Nuts and Monkeys

So my week has started, my legs are drained, and so is my brain. Ok, I just said that cause it ryhmes.

I've been hearing feedback that my tumblr is more entertaining. Well. I need to draw more then . Haha. Above is last weeks work from class. Its not very good, I've seen better, but the fact i could draw a face kind of amazed me. I always did suck at drawing faces. Anyway, I'll start my one liners that are long overdue in my next post.

I think I should start with the tag replies, which I have procrastinated from for so long.

Shawn: Hey Shawn! haha. I think I should. I think you should too. haha, we should skate together sometime yes?

Amber: Uncompleted is the word la hi

Stranger: Hey, yeah its over. I'm officially two decades old:S so old. haha

Daniel: dunno. :P

Rev: Boo- ze. Boo- t. Boo- tie.B00- gie. Need I say more?

Weekend Break

Hey. Apologies for the Hiatus.

The blog week will begin on monday.

Can't blog.

Gotta squeeze every skateworthy minute from the weekend.

And do work when my legs are numb.

Ramblegalore

I was doing my online portfolio. It's link, like all my online self reflective accounts, is named Ramblegalore.

Why Ramblegalore?

Ramblegalore basically reflects what I like to do alot. Ramble. It's a thru train of thoughts just going in one direction, but a multitude of topics, a kaleidoscope of colors and everything I can ever think of, all in one conversation. Ramble Galore.

But it's also like life. Its hard to pronounce altogether. Some go ramgalore, ramblore, and titles like this. But like life, if you take it apart. Ramble. Galore. It can be pronounced quite easily, and understood.

I like to talk about life alot, as you (the reader) can tell. But I talk about it from a detached point.I'm not detached from life, but I find how everybody's amusement with life something rather interesting. Like in a movie, how they often look so hard for the director's take on the film, that they forget to enjoy the film at all till its over.But unlike movies, we dont get a second chance for 7 - 10 dollars.

I , of course, am no sage. I am still learning about these things those adults fear, the thing they often coin as "losing your childhood". I recently applied for a design company, because everyone says i'm good at design. But I'm not. I dont like people telling me what they dont like about my work. I dont like people scrutinising it. It's mine. I like art. And I hate work. i've been trying to get good at my job ( school) as of late. But even just one week of work kills me. I dont get how people can go on for weeks or years on end just hoping for something better while killing themselves. tis not what we were built for.

People often ask what the meaning of life is. What it is I can't tell you. But you weren't put on earth to kill yourself. Thats plain dumb.

See how I ramble.

A dying death this court doust suffer.

The uncompleted Bearded Man

So as of late I feel extremely wound up. That probably explains me wanting to scold my lecturer. And killing people.

Its like a battery bar. every friday and saturday, i get to recharge. Sunday I start work, thurs I try to finish all. but this week. Oooh. this week was overkill. Anyway, how I lament.

Aside from that, I'm starting to associate my laptop with work.And I'm starting to talk in a rather obnoxious way ever since my episode where my head said hi to the pavement. Crikey.

I dont really feel like rambling, so I'll write a poem.


When the world stands still, like a revolving staged stopped short,
All we have to guide us, is our script and our hearts,
Yet when we were birthed into this industralised world,
our hearts were the only gift, like a oyster and it's pearl

So where, do you ask is this script that we seek
To guide and guard us, and close to us keep,
The answer I cannot be certain,
Because I know not, I do not lie,
But when you make a choice,
Be certain, and perhaps in it the script doust lies.

Skreech.

Well. Slam aren't looking for interns. Noo. haha. ah well. Now I can't go to oz. Christ.

Austin Stephens Day in the Life

Lazy Crazy Daisy.

So in my desperate bid to reignite the spark in my blog, I have drawn a speech bubble. Yes. I know. how very noble of me. Haha. And as you can tell i got lazy of coloring halfway.

Anyway, despite the apparent rush rush semester, I have found time to dilly dally alot. Either that means I'm really really good. Or my "minimum effort maximum results" maxim is finally working out.

And on a skateboarding note, I have come to realize that despite having skated for the past year and a half, and with increasing frequency. I still suck like a talentless sock. So either I'm gonna suddenly wake up overnight and be a god of the board, or be one of those artists in the industry that gets interview by the skate mags with questions like "when did you realize you will not cut it as a pro skater? Aside from being a pro skater, what other jobs would you like to do?" I believe the beauty of skating is the subtle hint of anarchy that comes with it. People would rather do something they love and live off scrapes and ground dirt, then get a stable job with a stable income and a monotonous workload.

Anyway. this is where I end for today. Live long and prosper.

Slow Blog Week

So I'm in people managment class, and they're telling us the qualities of a leader. He says, leaders wake today and already are thinking about tmr. That just tells me he(the leader) doesn't live in the moment alot does he? He'll live till 80, having thought 40 years ahead, then realize he wasted his 80 years thinking about tommorrow when he let all the todays slip by. That must suck.

Anyyyway, blogging days have been slow. Artworks has been slow. Poems has been slow. Everything has been slow. It's been a slow blog week.

In technology we trust
After Flesh we lust
In worldy wealth we leave our pride.
Of the past, we scorn
And of items we adorn
That is the woe of men.

Flamethrower

I hate how the world takes something you like, be it an obscure comic character you've been following for a decade, a sport you feel a burning passion for, take obscure indie bands and put them in a movie, a soundtrack or an advert that screams cool. Then suddenly everyone knows it. your little universe is now known to the world and those motherfuckers defile it like it was something that is theirs. Now I need a flamethrower to stop this trend.

A Quick Nib.

So the swine flu is here. and people are getting better then worse then better then worse. I think the virus is just hibernating..waiting..in all of us. then pop it comes, we all die, dinosaurs come back. heh

Anyway, I havent been blogging, but i've been tumbling, cause reblogging is so much easier. haha. But I'll draw soon. really. really really.

In other newss..I was very shameless in my internship form. Heh