Twas the Day After Christmas

We are now entering a strange purgatorial time during the year, when the final embers of Christmas slowly fade into ash but the anticipation of New Year's Eve lingers in the air like a thick fog of champagne and make outs.

Luckily I was able to make a mess of my living room with these two.  They created me, by the way.

These two created my mother, which is part of the reason why I am here.  You now have read my lame attempt at genealogy.

I am not sure exactly who created this monstrosity, but I'll bet anything it had to do with Satan. 

When you wrap a turkey breast around stuffing you realize why eating is fun.

As a child I wanted nothing more than to watch a new skateboard video on Christmas day.  Over time little has changed, and this year Habitat saved my parents some shopping hassle by delivering their video to me online.  Daryl made my Christmas by coming through with some badass skating, and also getting into some bizarre Travis and Julien situations with me.

I had to enlist the help of Quynh to decipher the skateboard wizardry of Suciu.  He proceeded to bite me and eat all my yogurt.  Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

Things to See Whilst Shopping in the LG

Holiday shopping can suck the joy and mirth out of Christmas faster than my father can slurp marrow out of an animal bone.  A strange image perhaps, but I feel as though it is an appropriate comparison.  Each year my father and bundle up in our warmest attire and trudge out into the freezing streets of Los Gatos in hopes of finding Christmas presents for my dear mother.  This can be an arduous task...

...unless of course the store you happen upon is serving free drinks.

Big old bucket of holiday cheer.

Free food also makes the shopping experience more enjoyable.

Men covered in rabbits playing guitar on the street are a must in Los Gatos.

The Longest Week

The average week for a human being flies by at breakneck speed, seldom yielding any spectacular events or memorable moments.  It is much easier to sift through a month in order to find nuggets of awesomeness and joy.  This first week of December however, has been of for the books. 

My presence at Candlestick has always brought good fortune.  Never been to a game that didn't end in a win!

I couldn't find the damn place, but luckily this man and his sign helped me out.

Jesse and drove down to Redlands the next day so we could skate/chill and drink beer outside of 

dilapidated houses.

The following night was the Nike Premier.  Daryl and everyone in the video crushed skateboarding beyond all recognition.  An open bar means double fisting.

Daryl was nice enough to let us all pass out on his floor that night... and allow us to collect all of the old pumpkins in his neighborhood.

Ivan and Waka joined us for the long drive home.  This sexy beast needs no filter.

I worked for a couple days just to keep myself grounded, but then it was off to the Los Gatos Christmas Parade.  C.B Hannegans had the tastiest looking float.

Strange how the worst liquor store in the South Bay has a float with a built in bike jump.  Ryan Nyquist always throws out a backflip or two.

True LG Locs enter the Black Watch thirsty and leave with red cups.  This town's got issues.

We end this week the same way it started, with 49ers football.  I had to pick my folks up from the airport and this was the nearest place with beer and a tv.

They always had a nice warm fire, comfy seats, and a black Santa.

Not to mention Kool-aide mimosas!  Odd but good. 

Happy Holidays!

Mirror Images of Beer Scrimmages

This liquor store is, and has always been, located on the corner of 6th and Williams.  Many a beer has been purchased from this particular alcohol and "food" merchant, and consequently consumed in either a respectful or abusive manner.  No beer was purchased during either of the two visits to said liquor store in the pictures below.  

Caswell steps upon the threshold of chips, candy and cola.

Nugget follows in suit, most likely about to buy a banana and coffee. 

  

Some Pics from the Past, to Save my Sorry Ass(t)

Never before in Clog history have a been so horribly negligent!  Never before have I shown such sloth and flippant nonchalance towards something I traditionally hold so dear!  Never have a gone the entire month of October without posting a Clog dedicated to the changing color of leaves or the coming of Oktoberfest!  Not even a mention of Halloween on this oh so sacred of poorly made blogspot sites!  What on earth have I become!?!  I ought to be tarred and feathered by the blogging community and dragged through the cybernetic streets of the internet, while the four or so followers I have laugh incessantly at me.  Or maybe I should just post some unused photos I have stowed away from a couple years ago... yah, that sounds much better.  

A slice of pumpkin pie and my Maine coffee shall be companions for life.

If you see the bamboo bike then you know the photo is old as dirt.  

At some point during 2011 I wanted to write a Clog highlighting my favorite skate spots within a few blocks of my parent's house.  I scrapped the idea because the post was filled with spots like this.  

Cruise through the leave and soak up the crisp breeze.

This LG pole jam was short lived but entertaining. 

I assume the buyer of this automobile chose this color in honor of the fall season.

NIght falls on Candle Stick Park.  This shall be the last fall I visit my beloved stadium.

Hopefully this one Clog makes up for the posting drought that swept through the entire month of October.  

Happy Halloween my Friends!

Roots, Rock and Raffin

After noticing all of the coverage Peter has been having, whether it be Transworld, Vogue or Better Homes and Gardens, I decided to throw a little Clog hype his way.  

Peter Raffin's skateboarding has received much praise over the years, but not so much his musical ability.  The following video takes us back to one Peter's impromptu solo recording sessions.  Here he speaks straight from the heart about a San Jose nightlife only someone with his deep ties to the city can truly understand.  What you are about to watch is considered by most to be Peter Raffin's very first music video.

 

Wine Inventions by White People

I typically dedicate my summers to vacationing in either Morocco, Scotland or at least a brief stay at my cottage in Maine that boasts a spectacular view of the Atlantic Ocean.  Not this summer my friends.  I have been too busy working 60 plus hours a week at different jobs to have full blown summer vacation.     I have barely even been able to properly Clog for Christ's sake!  In order to ease my way back into the world of competitive blogging, I have decided to focus this post on an invention that may change the way you lounge around in the grass while watching a concert forever.  

Yes, this is a wine glass holder that sticks into the ground so you do not have to worry about your beverage being spilled by an uneven lawn.

These two are always a step ahead of the partying game.

If none of this interests you, then here is a picture of some ribs I bbq's on 4th of July.  This summer hasn't been all work.