Dubliner Pub Sundays

As soon as I get an oil tank and Jorge gets of his ass I'll be able to do this again...

Scareoke at the Lotus Goat...

Worst best singers of all time... One of the many things I do when Im not skating...one word....WOW...wtf?

Irving Skatepark

So I've been skating a lot more recently. Forgot how much I loved it...actually I didn't forget. I just got lazy, plus I hate skating by myself even though I hate people. It was nice to see old faces and skate. Must do it more often. I played hookie last Wednesday and ran into some friends at the park. Oh, and for the record when I say that "I don't like people" I mean people that aren't part of our crew or my friends, Im not THAT heartless.

Mac-attack

rolling camera

Smithers

Pirate

Harri-son...drives dat camaro son

Juma

Shine on you crazy diamond...

sigh...im gonna miss you buddy...you led a good life. most of the time you were treated better than i was. ha. thank you for bringing laughter and happiness into our lives...even stress at times. i would give anything to be able to step on your crap even just one more time :) i love you and miss you my dear old friend. Godspeed... you're in the big yard in the sky now. All dogs go to heaven...just like the movie. Te quiero mi pequeno perrito...see you sometime soon.

Feliz Navidad and Happy Kwanza

Wow, Halloween was the last time i posted something? Have I really been that busy or lazy...actually im leaning towards busy this time. Barely have time to skate. I thought my Christmas break was supposed to be a "break" and not "work all the time". My sleeping schedule is jacked....I work till 4a.m. sometimes and dont sleep till about 6a.m. Meh...whatever. Anywho, Merry Christmas and all that jolly stuff. Be safe out there kiddos. Hope Santa brings you a stripper or two...

spring legs

archive dig

mr. franklin has some natural raw talent. i actually bumped into him at QT on my way home. this night was freezing, but we managed ok. he was just messing around and landed this thing. i have no idea what it was but he made it and it was retarded.

i miss east coast will. skating with that dude was always really fun. i think this was the day my car stopped working so i shot a few photographs of him doing his massive wallrides. proper.

Evan Almighty

Evan has superhuman legs and pulled this out of nowhere... I told him I had my camera so we got a nice little sequence. I know what your thinking- what the hell is his ender gonna be if this is throw away sequence material. Well, I wouldn't want to ruin it for you guys but lets just say you'll need to grab those wet wipes.

my taco, his taco. his taco my taco- short film

Lopes and I got cast as big time actors the other week and crushed box office expectations with this little number.

His Taco, My Taco from Taso g on Vimeo.

gettin extreme

Fun Saturday from The Garbageman on Vimeo.

Van's Downtown Showdown Trip

So this past weekend John Carroll and I went to Paramount Pictures studios to checkout the Van's Downtown Showdown. Although John was telling me he had seen better obstacles in the past (I suck at staying in the loop with shit like this), I was pretty stoked on the whole thing. The whole event was in the middle of one of their largest sets; a city street set with the whole nine yards: this place looked totally real if I hadn't known where we were. It was strait out of scene you'd see in the big city, just with goofy ramps in the shape of pentagrams, and crescent moon and stars. First night there I got carded at the practice session and pulled the I'm from out of town: don't have an ID... but I was not slick enough, dude totally knew the score , but gave me a beer anyway. Trust me to find my way to a drink. We got there late because some bird decided it would be cool to fly into one of the engines on the plane before take off. Getting there late, we ended up not hanging around too long during the practice session. Steve Van Doren was cookin' up a mad storm behind the grill as usual, and I stuffed my face with a quesadilla slice, before we called it a night and headed to the hotel.

After getting lost, even with Carroll's trusty map at hand, we ended up making it back to the hotel.I thought it was pretty rad, and got suckered as soon as we opened the door, cause I thought our comforters for the beds were made out of real zebras! Much to my disappointment it was just a print, but hey it fooled me for a second. This hotel even went so far as to hang artsy, high-res photos of tits and legs and hang them above our beds. I called tits right away; If you see the photos you'll know what I'm talking about.
Carroll made some good points on how Hollywood isn't really the glamor you'd expect unless your an idiot without eyes. It was weird, there would be a liquor store, shitty retail joints, a pollo loco and then some famous place you'd never expect to see next all this crap. Hollyweird for sure.
The second day was the real adventure, we stopped by all the shops near our hotel: SLB, HUF, Supreme, Alife, undefeated, Stussy, The Hundreds, and I think Flight Club too. They were all next to each other, so it was like hitten 8 birds with 2 stones (we used the car twice). SLB was rad as fuck; reminded me of index because we got to hangout and shoot the shit with Sal Barbier. When we stopped by Supreme we ran into John Humphries, photographer for SLAP, and nike, and Jason Dill. That place is pricey... I wish I could charge someone $80.00 for a baseball raglan shirt. Cool experience non the less. I wish I could have skated the bowl in the back, tht thing looks so fun to skate. I love the idea of having a bowl in the shop sort of floating behind the camera...
I think we had not taken a piss in 4 hours or so and it would be about another 2 or so before got to. We were hungry and looking for an in and out burger and somehow the shit turned into Harold and Kumar; we searched so long for that fuckin place... oh yeah and then I lost the map by this time. I figured since Carroll was a Native American he would bust out his navigation skills, but it didn't happen. We after saying "screw lunch, we'll be late" we got over to Paramount studios and got to see the madness unfold...
Van's Downtown Showdown
It was definitely a different vibe than I thought I would see, but it was rad. Everyone is friends out there, and everyone was just hangin' around at the competition, either skating, or enjoying a beer with some friends. I liked that part: just to see all these people I've only seen in magazines all in the same area, but like just normal people at the same time. It really brought the whole seeing a pro down to earth. I've never really fanned out and being able to see all those dudes was cool because it was like seeing anyone else, but I recognized the fact that I've watched them skate since I was a kid. Everyone was throwing there bodies down or over the obstacles like carcasses, and I started to feel a little lazy like I don't try to hard when I skate. Either way it was bad ass to see proper execution of tricks on some ridiculous stuff. Some thing funny I just remembered is that we were eating with Johny Layton's grandma for like twenty minutes before we realized Johny was her grandson. We were just talking about this and that and she kept referring to grandson who was skating in the thing, but we didn't ask. A few other relatives come over and sit down, and before we knew it Johny Layton rolls up and says hey to the family. I thought it was pretty sick his whole family was there supporting him and hangin out with everyone. Layton is a pretty sick dude.
After the event was in the award announcing stage, the night seemed to be winding down, but little did I know what would be in store afterwards. We said our goodbyes to everyone and made way for some long awaited In and Out burger... I swear that place is always busy, doesn't matter at what time of day that place is packed. We ate those burgers quick and went back to the hotel. John was hangin out up in the room checking internet stuff, and I was in the bar mingling it up. I was already a little worked at this point. Some dude walked by and dropped off a stack of get in free cards for the gentleman's club down the way and I talked John into it since, I had never been to one. By the end of the night I was broke and well on my way to a sizable headache for the morning to follow.
After it was all said and done we checked out of the hotel ad enjoyed one last car ride done sunset blvd. I was passed out on the plane and it felt like a 45 minute flight... As soon as we landed I realized that the good life was coming to a halt and I would once again return to the world of reality and responsibilities. It was nice to be back though, but I loved the trip.
Special thanks from me and John Carroll go out to Scott Pfaff, Steve, and Kristy Van Doren for opportunity and hospitality. We had a great time, and got to see some rad stuff.

Lopes and Smith turn actor...

Whilst filming on location we bumped into some Jordan "the pirate" art...

Lopes takes 5 after the heavy taco chase...
More to come soon

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Index.

Metal Mania

Remember back in the 90's and 80's when Mtv was nothing but good music? some rock and or roll...some metal...some 80's hits like blondie and such. Some rad early 90's hip-hop. Beavis and Butthead. And they even had an all metal hour/s in the middle of the night. What the hell happened to all that? I guess times change and so does music. Now all they play is SHIT, yeah I said it to whoever listens to that "shit". Nothing but shitty rap, britney and shit like good charlotte. shit...all shit.
here's some oldies but goodies.
one of the best metal songs....EVER.

B & B

Tribe

van halen

This guy is stoked!

I need a longer fender and a seat for a "passenger"...
Don't worry ladies, Im a safe driver ;-)

DDD BYOB!!

My friend's g/f and my other friend's wife will kick the shit outta you!!! GO and have a blast!!!

R.I.P. Van Wastell (1984-2008)

I always thought this dude's skating was so rad. Im pretty bummed that he is gone. It's not like I knew the guy personally, but when I found out the news it was like some one dropped an anvil in my stomach. I don't think I totally accept it yet, like he didn't die. To be honest I don't even know what to say about the whole thing, nothing has been made public really. His departure and the fact that I really looked up to his skating makes me wish I would have been able to him him once. He was taken before his time,but as many things, thats just the way it goes sometimes.He will be missed by us all.RIP VAN

clip of the week

rigorous parking lot training and pre-gaming pays off at the end of the night...

Birthday Blast

yeah yeah yeah, I know I have been slackin on this shitty blog, but it was a holiday weekend. No not Labor Day, my birfday. You shoulda been there, it was a great time.
First blasted it off to Sachse to this, according to Jorge, "secret waterhole" and swam and jumped off a small little cliff. Scary but fun. It only took 30 minutes for everyone to have the balls and try it. The water was murky and honestly pretty fucking sketchy. Cant say I had the balls to jump right in. Celeste didn't have a top on so she decided it was a good idea to wear my shirt, so all I had to wear on the ride home was Jorge's dad's vest. So biker cliche but I love that thing.

Then, I showed up to my work place with a leather vest and no shirt on. Im sure my coworkers were thinking "what the french toast?" but meh, whatever. My boss also gave me a sweet ice cream brownie birfday desert. Delicious. I dont have pictures of the rest of the night cause I didnt have my camera but then we went to Sushi Zushi for dinner, back to Idle Rich to re-group with the rest of the ppl and finally Silver City!!! Yeah! Never been there before, I know it's hard to believe assholes but I dont go to strip clubs much, but it was a blast. Had quite uh few lap dances and a few shots and parted ways back to Dallas where we met up at the Old Monk. Ended up being an awesome birthday!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH TO all that came out/contributed or that wished me a happy bday.
Jorge, Keith, Celeste, Dani, Victor, Joe, Danny, Taso, Smithers, Bo, BoBo, Petey, Stephen, Dennis, Jerry, Abby, Chop Chop, Tyrone, Kimmmmay, Mandi Everyone at the Idle and at Old Monk sorry if I forgot anyone as the night progressed I may have saw you a little intoxicated but you know who you are, thanks.

Liquid Swordzzzzz

THE GZA

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Hiatus....

Dear Alcohol,

First & foremost, let me tell you that I’m a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the skatepark, and you’re even around at the holidays, hidden inside chocolates, as you warm us when we’re stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I’ve been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:

Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night.

Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with fire sauce, along with a big Italian meatball and some stale bbq chips (washed down with the wine gifts & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries)? I’m an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.

Clumsiness: Unless you’re subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It’s completely unnecessary, the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me and the seeing all the pictures of what I did the night before are embarrasing. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.

Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening’s debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.

Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You’ve been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don’t know what to do with the extra money in my pockets.

In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. As for now, Im sorry to say that I need a break from you, later down the road we can continue this fruitful partnership. I hope you understand.

Thank you,
Your biggest fan

HAPPY BIRFDAY CHINGTASOS!!

it was nice until he found out he was adopted.. hahaha. just kidding buddy. Love you man. Youre getting trashed tonight, I personally am taking a hiatus from drinking for a while but you my Greek friend are gonna have fun. What better way to enjoi your 21st birthday than by not remembering it the next day. Oddly enough I remember mine. Arkansas for a skateboarding demo at an Air Force base. We were hanging out with vegans and straight edgers....so instead we went back to the hotel and my friend Bondo gave me 3 bucks to go accross the street and buy myself a 40oz. What a nice guy... so i drank by myself on my 21st bday. Although Dameon did get me an awesome porno mag from the convinience store. that was rad, I still had it to this day as a memoir but my ex threw it away when she found it....lame.

"And Now..."

I have to work, so I wont be there. But you should go.

Dying aint no way to live your life...

Dear sicksicksicksers,
let me start off by saying. Im not your role model. Dont listen to or do as Uncle Set does, for he is a complete nincompoop.

I thought lawyers were supposed to get you OUT of trouble not into trouble. You suck at your job Carl (name changed for the persons sake, you know who you are asshole). Next time you have a good idea, kids, think the complete opposite. The idea sucks. I should really make this blog nc-17. My head still hurtz.... think Im still drunk. Getting a 50% discount for working at a bar is the worst yet bestest idea ever. I swear im not an alcoholic, more of a lush, I dont know which is worse...which reminds me, Im really thirsty.
Some asshole once told me "Set, you ever go out drinking a lot and come home drunk...only to find out you're still thirsty and want another beer?" YEah "CArl" thats called alcoholism. THis thing makes me look like a complete moron and drunk. It just so happens that I have (what I would like to think) good stories when I drink. You know you all have your vices, dont lie to yourselfs. This blog was supposed to be about skateboarding and motorcycles....wait. I did ride my bike last night. Thats a start. Speaking of starting, I was surprised the ol lady (my bike, yes ladies im single) kept up last night, she didnt die on my once.

Black Friar, Idle Rich, then back to Friar since I forgot to pay, then Old Monk(i hope i paid, cause I dont remember), fallout lounge (queer city) then Bar Of Soap, then Meridian...then blackout. Why did you let me drive you jerk? Last thing I want to hear is "call me when you get there...what you're already there???!! how fucking fast were you driving?" Whats the best part about drinking?? driving... haha i kid. Drinking and driving aint funny. seriously dont do it. I should take my own advice.
LAst thing I remember is telling my little bro "hey...man. Write this number down. and call Carl if anything happens to me...he knows what to do. Tell my shrink Im not coming in tomorrow"

Here are some pics of what happens when you drink and think about a girl. So next time you decide to think and drink. Dont do it. Way to stop me Jorge, you dick.
night started off good...then it began: drink, drinky, drank, drunk, drunken....oddly enough, no hangover. Itll hit when I have to work tonite.

This asshole didnt stop me


Neither did this asshole


Bo looking at "Wang" on tv.


Yours truly in blackout mode



I had to force myself. First time Ive thrown up since I got "thrown" out of the Dubliner

Here ya go Pete, since you complain about me not having hot girls on this useless site. Happy now?