Sunday, August 30, 2009

Jonty Birthday 33

Headed over to Santa Cruz for Jonty's Fest 2009


Well it was a fun evening of spiral meat, pasta and well....beer.  Jonty and Shelly had a very warm and comfortable house for this years Jonty birthday fest.  Contrary to years past, most of the 5 people who were there will remember what happened.

 Craig and Matt did not make it to this but we knew they was drinking a beer somewhere. I heard it was nice. This is a pic of craig drinking a beer for dramatic recreation. That is super size.

The BBQ hit intensity levels of strange and ridiculous,  but never hit "oh shit we are out of beer at 3 in the morning let's take shots."  The attendance was a little smaller than usual but it fit nicely into the newly weds apartment.

When I walked in, Courtney was smoked and marinating in a glass of simpler times. Dam that guy has a warm smile.  Matt was silent in the corner, speaking mostly about some girls he has living in his one bedroom on the top on a hill.  He made a crazy taste pasta bowl of feta, goat, GARLIC, and some basil. Wicked good. That guy has mad culinary skills.



Jonty and Shelly provided some great foods ranging from spiral meats, cheese cake, brie, beer, brocolli, mushrooms, and Gary's dads olive oil. (It's not cooking oil Jonty!) Courtney I believe brought the green salad with sticky hairs.  I brought a box of torpedoes.

The music began and stayed pretty chill. Things did frenzy to a fever pitch when Jonty unearthed the famous Arhoo. We did our best to piss off the neighbors.  It turned into a great funky jam when Shelly busted out her standup bass chops on the beastly insturment. Matt was busting lead guitar and percussion. Jonty played 10 things from China I can't name.  Courtney busted a wicked Uke and I played the only 3 chords I know how to play.

Fun night. I got home at 1:30am.  Here is the party favor that jonty gave to the guests: 
Typical!

Friday, August 28, 2009

Random Surf

The battle wagon!! I remember going to Taco Bravo in that thing in the early 90's
 
I think this is Aaron and Matt surfing Manresa.

Gary Miller

Gary Miller hanging out at Diamond St. I think we just were doing the usual. Surfing followed by mexican, followed by a few beers. He looks tired or bored. Either way we probably drank more beer.

Love the cases of beer in the background.  Gary probably had to move those off his chair so he could sit.

Surfing the Hook 1992

So here are a few photo's of Matt and Troy surfing the hook. I think I had a broken ankle or stitches  from stabbing my skeg into my foot at 26th. I sat on the beach and took pictures. Nice rainbow board. "Looks like someone's going to get beat.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Diamond ST Move In

I remember this day well. It is funny not to see 33 cases of empty beer though. Craig picked me up at my parents house in the uhaul and we made one early morning trip over the hill.
  Our land lord was a chill surfer. Hal Stanger. He still hangs out with the grumpy old men at 38th. Won't be too long until we are there Craig!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

High Sierra Open Teaser


High Sierra Teaser from dats4sure on Vimeo.

Train Sketchy

There was a bomb threat at the San Jose Train Station. Way Sketchy. I
drew this as a result of a surge of creative energy. Does art
expression define life.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Toe Nail

I ripped a muscle in my upper back and so.....



For the last 2 weeks I have been on my back like a hooker working overtime. I am finally up walking and sitting and drinking the memory of orange julius

(ACTUAL THAT SHIT IS NASTY. WHo the fuck mixes milk, ice cream vanilla and orange juice and sells it to kids at the mall? And the CIA said Pablo Escobar was bad)

I am getting grey and old. First my arm was numb. Then craig texted me while he was drinking ice cream with bong water.

Ya you bet bud.

When you are stuck and can't move like a one legged pigeon sucking in exhaust fumes while eating smashed french fries in a Fast Food Parking lot, you store a lot of creative energy. Whenever you can't function normal, it's because you haven't been normal to begin with. Fuck it. I cut the toe nail and it will grow back. Just one cave man cycle of many.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

You are done

You're Done from dats4sure on Vimeo.

Friday, August 21, 2009

High Sierra

Today I found some lost film and video from the High Sierra Music festival. I want to post it soon.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Toungue Fish

Tongue Fish from dats4sure on Vimeo.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Surf Chickens

So the thing about having summer is that waves suck pretty bad most days. Today was not to disappoint that observation. I sat on the beach with my dad, my brother, and the kids. I watched the surf, meager by most Narcore Self Righteous standards, come rolling in. There were 5 people out floating like blue fishing bobbers. When a set did grace it's presents they were too far away. After 2 peanut butter sandwiches, a sand castle, 12 ounces of pepsi, a big hole, and some sand in the mouth, I had seen enough meagerness and unzipped my wetsuit bag.
I wrestle the neoprene. I am watching the wind creep onshore and the waves break on the dry sand at a height that make me want to just snap my fins to appease my paranoia. I don't. After Straining my groing and armpits I am coverd black and heating up in the sun rapidly. I am glad I have my fish. As I get closer to the water I am scanning the beach wondering where the best bowl is. I laugh that I am even dare to cherry pick horse shit. I settle on sitting next to a blue fishing bobber. I catch a wave that is 1 foot. I catch another. I keep falling in 6 inches of water. I wonder which bone will break before my fins do. I get a break an catch the wave that barrells. I get out an laugh that I was riding that crap.