...They fuckin ruin everything.
Who the, what the, sheeeeeeeeeeeeeit, i'ontknow man. This is just way too creepy. Was that on star search? How did the pedophile ass dad dressed as Jesus get passed security screening?... And yes, if you were wondering she/he (I seriously can't call it) "ain't gonna pee pee his/her bed tonight"... Also, Where is the mother? I count like 9 children and a dad, where is mom dukes to stop this nonsense? My good lord, I love the internet for all the wrong reasons...
Showing posts with label Wild in the streets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wild in the streets. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Agenda Tradeshow August 2010
Here is a photo recap from my recent excursion to Agenda's fall show.
Fuck Krew:
Free beers! Oh, no only for buyers. Wack. Youre going to deny beers to the writer of the most influential blog on the web? Well, fuck your skinny jeans and long hair cornballs. Krew used to be that ish, now they have fallen off. Not a good look...
The Grenade crew: Kass, Dingo, Vito, and others...
Dante Ross and Felix Arguelles (spelling?)
Dante Ross is my favorite white boy for real, and Felix has been a staple in skateboarding for decades. Unfortunately for Felix, he's now pushin that Famous Stars and Straps stuff a little too hard for my tastes... but hey, to each their own. It surely doesn't take away from his contributions to the world of skateboarding tho.. And what can you say about Dante? This dude used to be the road manager for Eric B. and Rakim. He managed Ol' Dirty Bastard for cryin outloud.. This dude is so fuckin' hip hop.. See video below from theberrics.com series "hip hop history 101"...
Cute little birdie at the Agenda booth, she was cool enough to watch my backpack for me. I see you Monica. She didnt want me to take her picture, so obviously I did...
Drama in the building..
Side note, the Young & Reckless brand is run by nothing but 40+ men with bad haircuts... Here is my best attempt to get some evidence of these old bastards..
Is that a wave cut? Jeezussss homie not a good look.
My feelings on Young & Reckless go like this.. I think Drama is pretty funny on the fantasy factory stuff, I think he had a good idea for his branding, and with Rob Dyrdek's help, this company should be HUGE, unfortunately, the designs are stale and boring, the management are a bunch of old dudes tryin to stay hip and relevant, and overall this brand is just lacking. Add to that the fact that Drama's "manager" is a tool belt, and the shit just doesn't get my stamp of approval. Sorry Drama, but youre still my boy..
Snoop made an appearance:
HAHA... So the story goes like this.. I got incredibly drunk early in the day. Like, I started on the sauce around 10 am, drank solid thru 4:30 or so, and went back to the homie's crib with a genius plan... I'm gonna take a quick nap, and recharge the batteries then hit the club hard.. Unfortunately I woke up more drained than when I went to sleep, and barely had it in me to go to the after party. But I did indeed go, unfortunately I missed the Warren G. performance, but such is life. I'd like to take a second to give a shout out to Panda from partywithpanda.com for takin a shitload of flicks that I missed when I left a bit early that night. If you didnt get what you were lookin for, check out his site, he did a great photo essay, or whatever you want to call it..
On to the Black Bull chop house for the evening's festivities..
This homie was AGGRESSIVE with his pursuit of chicks, it was no joke...
-Oliver Wrist
Fuck Krew:
Free beers! Oh, no only for buyers. Wack. Youre going to deny beers to the writer of the most influential blog on the web? Well, fuck your skinny jeans and long hair cornballs. Krew used to be that ish, now they have fallen off. Not a good look...
The Grenade crew: Kass, Dingo, Vito, and others...
Dante Ross and Felix Arguelles (spelling?)
Dante Ross is my favorite white boy for real, and Felix has been a staple in skateboarding for decades. Unfortunately for Felix, he's now pushin that Famous Stars and Straps stuff a little too hard for my tastes... but hey, to each their own. It surely doesn't take away from his contributions to the world of skateboarding tho.. And what can you say about Dante? This dude used to be the road manager for Eric B. and Rakim. He managed Ol' Dirty Bastard for cryin outloud.. This dude is so fuckin' hip hop.. See video below from theberrics.com series "hip hop history 101"...
Cute little birdie at the Agenda booth, she was cool enough to watch my backpack for me. I see you Monica. She didnt want me to take her picture, so obviously I did...
Drama in the building..
Side note, the Young & Reckless brand is run by nothing but 40+ men with bad haircuts... Here is my best attempt to get some evidence of these old bastards..
Is that a wave cut? Jeezussss homie not a good look.
My feelings on Young & Reckless go like this.. I think Drama is pretty funny on the fantasy factory stuff, I think he had a good idea for his branding, and with Rob Dyrdek's help, this company should be HUGE, unfortunately, the designs are stale and boring, the management are a bunch of old dudes tryin to stay hip and relevant, and overall this brand is just lacking. Add to that the fact that Drama's "manager" is a tool belt, and the shit just doesn't get my stamp of approval. Sorry Drama, but youre still my boy..
Snoop made an appearance:
HAHA... So the story goes like this.. I got incredibly drunk early in the day. Like, I started on the sauce around 10 am, drank solid thru 4:30 or so, and went back to the homie's crib with a genius plan... I'm gonna take a quick nap, and recharge the batteries then hit the club hard.. Unfortunately I woke up more drained than when I went to sleep, and barely had it in me to go to the after party. But I did indeed go, unfortunately I missed the Warren G. performance, but such is life. I'd like to take a second to give a shout out to Panda from partywithpanda.com for takin a shitload of flicks that I missed when I left a bit early that night. If you didnt get what you were lookin for, check out his site, he did a great photo essay, or whatever you want to call it..
On to the Black Bull chop house for the evening's festivities..
This homie was AGGRESSIVE with his pursuit of chicks, it was no joke...
-Oliver Wrist
Monday, July 26, 2010
Big Shit Poppin', Little Shit Stoppin':
Why in the Fuck is T.I. still getting movie roles? More importantly, How is this dude sharing the same on-screen time as Stringer Bell? With a muhfuckin' british accent? Stringer Bell for president, for real. I swear, I damn near, wait, scratch that, I did tear up when they waxed Stringer on The Wire. I mean, dude was cold, calculated, pure business and grime, with no emotions whatsoever... but ultimately, The boss has got to remain the boss, and Stringer had to go. He will go down as my third favorite character from the Wire, behind Michael. and Marlo Stanfield. Which brings me to my point, didn't mean to run off a recap of why The Wire was so dope (read: IT WAS THE GREATEST CRIME SAGA EVER) but how is it that this skinny lil dude right here:
gets more street credit in a suit than this muhfucka right here:
Wait, you might be wondering where this is all coming from. I promise I have a point. This new movie is coming out. It's called Takers, and here's the trailer:
I'm gonna see it. Call me easily entertained, but give me Paul Walker, Stringer Bell (Idris Elba, but will always be Stringer in my mind) in a british accent, and mr. "whoop that trick" himself C.Breezy and Imma watch it. Sprinkle in some Hayden Christensen (I know, he's awful, but Im nostalgic and I loved Star Wars despite how terrible it was) and a plot about a bank heist with the female lead being Zoe Saldana, you've got a hot ticket...
That is until you cast T.I. as the villain. I mean, really dog? who is Jamie Hector's (Marlo Stanfield) agent? This dude needs more work. I want him on the screen all the time. I have a role saved for him when and if I do ever finish writing my masterpiece (read: he plays Oliver Wrist, as Marlo Stanfield, never breaking character ever, haha)... I mean really tho, was there ever any harder bosses' talk than this:
"My name was in the STREETS?!?!"
ICE-FUCKING-COLD.
Man I miss The Wire, somebody needs to get it together and write this show another 5 seasons. I need to stop here, otherwise I'll go all damn day.
-Ollie da Don
------------------UPDATE---------------------------------------------
Yeah I know Stringer is british, he just does the "not british" role so well that when he goes back to the accent, its like he's discovered a whole new role and an untapped market as the master of british brothas or some wild shit. I'ont'know mayne. Just, you be cool like how you be cool, aight? I aint seent you and you aint seen me? aight.. WATER.
gets more street credit in a suit than this muhfucka right here:
Wait, you might be wondering where this is all coming from. I promise I have a point. This new movie is coming out. It's called Takers, and here's the trailer:
I'm gonna see it. Call me easily entertained, but give me Paul Walker, Stringer Bell (Idris Elba, but will always be Stringer in my mind) in a british accent, and mr. "whoop that trick" himself C.Breezy and Imma watch it. Sprinkle in some Hayden Christensen (I know, he's awful, but Im nostalgic and I loved Star Wars despite how terrible it was) and a plot about a bank heist with the female lead being Zoe Saldana, you've got a hot ticket...
That is until you cast T.I. as the villain. I mean, really dog? who is Jamie Hector's (Marlo Stanfield) agent? This dude needs more work. I want him on the screen all the time. I have a role saved for him when and if I do ever finish writing my masterpiece (read: he plays Oliver Wrist, as Marlo Stanfield, never breaking character ever, haha)... I mean really tho, was there ever any harder bosses' talk than this:
"My name was in the STREETS?!?!"
ICE-FUCKING-COLD.
Man I miss The Wire, somebody needs to get it together and write this show another 5 seasons. I need to stop here, otherwise I'll go all damn day.
-Ollie da Don
------------------UPDATE---------------------------------------------
Yeah I know Stringer is british, he just does the "not british" role so well that when he goes back to the accent, its like he's discovered a whole new role and an untapped market as the master of british brothas or some wild shit. I'ont'know mayne. Just, you be cool like how you be cool, aight? I aint seent you and you aint seen me? aight.. WATER.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Trampskating
Thanks to Ignored Prayers for postin this last week...
They really took it to the next level with this shit. I remember we used to bounce hard on the old decks at my boy Jeremy's trampoline on the regular, but these guys took it to a whole new arena... The thing is, Im not sure if I believe these dudes can actually skate tho. It might strictly be a trampoline thing... Props either way tho, they got some super techy shit layed out in this jammy..
-Olls
They really took it to the next level with this shit. I remember we used to bounce hard on the old decks at my boy Jeremy's trampoline on the regular, but these guys took it to a whole new arena... The thing is, Im not sure if I believe these dudes can actually skate tho. It might strictly be a trampoline thing... Props either way tho, they got some super techy shit layed out in this jammy..
-Olls
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Im Baaaaack: Photo Update From Agenda Jan. 8-9 2010
Back in January, me and Smalls (Fuzzy Badfeet) took a trip down to huntington to go see the Agenda Tradeshow. For those that don't know what Agenda is, it is a meeting of all relevant clothing lines in the street, skate, surf, and snow industries showcasing their upcoming releases for the new year. You can't buy anything there, but the reasons to go are endless. Networking, partying, and photo-ops top my list. Anyways, back to the point, me and Smalls drove down to Huntington to meet up with my man T on the Thursday night before the show. Friday morning we got up and hit the show early. First drinks started around 10:30 and it continued from there. For the record, I didnt take too many photos at the show, saved all that for the show's afterparty. Onto the flicks...
Agenda day 1:
That guy was at least 7 feet tall and had the biggest feet I have personally ever seen.
The racoon tail is still a big deal to some people..
JSLV holdin it down.
The one and only Revok doin his thing.. (to see the finished product of this painting check out Revok's blog at Revok1.com)
Good photo of T (no homo).
Lurker flick of Eric Koston (one of the all time greatest skateboarders ever)
yuppie hipster with a tye-dye shirt. Smalls' face says it all.
We drink our lunch.
Monster? had the market locked, couldnt get a vodka red bull for shit. Whatever tho, the whores were dressed appropriately for ruining my drinking day.
A little flashburn on his face, but Butteryass Donovan from Butteryass Mondays was in full effect. Homie is hella quiet and deaf in his left ear!
I was late with the camera, but Smalls pointed out that homie had to have the biggest calves we'd ever seen.
Zoey led me on a tour thru New Era (thats a whole different post).
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Night time. JSLV party:
Thought this dude was a total lame, actually super cool cat. no homo.
groupies.
"what am i supposed to do with my hands?" "pull your tits out of course."
Brothers.
Cougars love the camera.
That guy = photobomber of the century.
JSLV represent!
Right about this time the flash on the nikon started to die, so one of the bussers from the bar took it upon himself to run across the street and buy me new batteries. I kicked him down a BAMA shirt, everyone was happy.
BAMA team, minus T on the camera.
This girl was down but she had the hater ass little fat friend who refused to have her picture taken, but you know me, I got the photo...
Bitch. Maybe next time you'll act right and won't have to get called out and made fun of all night.
The busboy from earlier that went and got me batteries. Good lookin homeboy!
Sk8mafia/JSLV homies holdin it down.
Old Vice City native Ryan, works for Diamond Supply Co. now. Holler at me peeimp!
This brotha right here was runnin mad game, i just cant remember what the game was, or why.
Saw this lil biddy 2 nights in a row, she was cute, but i can't remember her name. If you read this, holler at me nickelplatedbama@gmail.com
If you got love, put it up!
So there's a few from the first night of the Agenda weekend. Tons more, but I don't really feel like weeding thru them.
Interesting story from the night: we werent in the bar more than 40 minutes before me and smalls got the boot for medicating. But like the boss hoggs we are, we just stayed and the bartender that tried to give us the heave, ended up asking for a shirt and wanted her picture taken. I took the photo, but it wont get posted. Bitch, recognize game.
Part 2 tomorrow if i feel like it. Then, when I find my USB cord, photos from NYC/East Coast trip will be up.
January was a hectic month, but a good start to what is sure to be a great year. Peace to all those who got love for Ollie and squad, and a big middle finger to those that don't.
2010 is the takeover. Big ups to Smalls holdin down the BAMA across the pond in Europe. Do it big little brother.
Love.
-Ollie the photog
Agenda day 1:
That guy was at least 7 feet tall and had the biggest feet I have personally ever seen.
The racoon tail is still a big deal to some people..
JSLV holdin it down.
The one and only Revok doin his thing.. (to see the finished product of this painting check out Revok's blog at Revok1.com)
Good photo of T (no homo).
Lurker flick of Eric Koston (one of the all time greatest skateboarders ever)
yuppie hipster with a tye-dye shirt. Smalls' face says it all.
We drink our lunch.
Monster? had the market locked, couldnt get a vodka red bull for shit. Whatever tho, the whores were dressed appropriately for ruining my drinking day.
A little flashburn on his face, but Butteryass Donovan from Butteryass Mondays was in full effect. Homie is hella quiet and deaf in his left ear!
I was late with the camera, but Smalls pointed out that homie had to have the biggest calves we'd ever seen.
Zoey led me on a tour thru New Era (thats a whole different post).
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Night time. JSLV party:
Thought this dude was a total lame, actually super cool cat. no homo.
groupies.
"what am i supposed to do with my hands?" "pull your tits out of course."
Brothers.
Cougars love the camera.
That guy = photobomber of the century.
JSLV represent!
Right about this time the flash on the nikon started to die, so one of the bussers from the bar took it upon himself to run across the street and buy me new batteries. I kicked him down a BAMA shirt, everyone was happy.
BAMA team, minus T on the camera.
This girl was down but she had the hater ass little fat friend who refused to have her picture taken, but you know me, I got the photo...
Bitch. Maybe next time you'll act right and won't have to get called out and made fun of all night.
The busboy from earlier that went and got me batteries. Good lookin homeboy!
Sk8mafia/JSLV homies holdin it down.
Old Vice City native Ryan, works for Diamond Supply Co. now. Holler at me peeimp!
This brotha right here was runnin mad game, i just cant remember what the game was, or why.
Saw this lil biddy 2 nights in a row, she was cute, but i can't remember her name. If you read this, holler at me nickelplatedbama@gmail.com
If you got love, put it up!
So there's a few from the first night of the Agenda weekend. Tons more, but I don't really feel like weeding thru them.
Interesting story from the night: we werent in the bar more than 40 minutes before me and smalls got the boot for medicating. But like the boss hoggs we are, we just stayed and the bartender that tried to give us the heave, ended up asking for a shirt and wanted her picture taken. I took the photo, but it wont get posted. Bitch, recognize game.
Part 2 tomorrow if i feel like it. Then, when I find my USB cord, photos from NYC/East Coast trip will be up.
January was a hectic month, but a good start to what is sure to be a great year. Peace to all those who got love for Ollie and squad, and a big middle finger to those that don't.
2010 is the takeover. Big ups to Smalls holdin down the BAMA across the pond in Europe. Do it big little brother.
Love.
-Ollie the photog
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