pizza brothers skateboard co.

Really stoked today. Today being friday, I finished off my work week with a couple cans of beer. The beer was great. The dreams I've been having during the work week have not been too awesome. I've been dreaming about some weird stupid shit. I wish it cool. Let's eat more often. Peace

Jesse Jassonn

Fakie Dog Pisser

On a Saturday(last), Mrs. Feebs and I decided to take the dog for a long walk. We chose the West River Drive path as our destination. It was a beautiful day and all the snow was melting and evaporating back to the heavens. The HEAVENS! I brought my board along, hoping for something to session in the parking lot. Sure enough we pulled up to a cobblestone curb and it was on.
I attacked it frontside at first. Throwing down such an onslaught of pivots and smitty stalls it was inevitable that one of those stones would finally give under the pressure of an Independent truck weighed down by 190 pounds of man.
I surveyed the damage. "It 's just a roll of the dice in the game of LIFE." I told the cobblestone. "It's either me... or you." I offered, before attacking it yet again with a backside smitty stall. I was locked into that B/S SMITTY so fuckin awesomely, I swear my wife and dog were staring in awe. Maybe not though. I take back that swear. It was fuckin awes to me, that's all I know.
I finished things off with a frontside tail stall shove it out. Then we walked the dog on the path. The dog was cool with the bikers and even the geese. She only lunged at the roller bladers.

Ten Inch Boardslide On A Foot High Ledge

There's a heavily waxed ledge on the corner of 43rd and Locust Bean. It's right by the elementary school that took place of the old dog park. Ye Old Deg Perk.
In any case, I used to session this place all the time. About every third week or so. The setup was a parking lot and a few parking blocks (for boardslides!) Then they installled this ledge on the perimeter for no reason atall. The surrounding sidewalk is "tight bricks" so that right there is pretty nice, and a great feeling. I couldn't manage a switch 270 to back tail, so instead I eased a backside boardslide (after four tries!!) Peace, losers/lovers.

salad grind days

This past weekend saw a lot of old heads getting together for drink and conversation.

I was happy to see and hang with Zang Sign and his girlfriend, Jeff Sign.

When one of us suggested a skate session, we both raised up to the challenge while Jeff Sign stealthily recorded our moves. I can't remember what was first up or last to go down, but I do know we both landed 180 no comply, backside 180 ollie, fakie bigspin and maybe something else. After that we went back inside and proceeded to dance our minds into the furthest of obliviousness before retreating to the backyard. Our shredding found no boundaries. No pavement neccessary. Instead we did acid drops off the burn barrel onto a comfortable bedding of wood chips.

EGGPLANT

I scheduled myself for a demo at the Clark Park Farmers Mart this past weekend. I actually made it to the site on time. I didn't want to blow people away too quickly. So I started things off with some sick freestyle moves i learned from Cameron Diaz. He was an am on Powell Perallta. After enough shove its to feed a small infaltry unit from the future civil wars, I decided to go all out. I casted a lofty ollie up and over a devastating crack in the sidewalk, specifically a curb cut to manny to curb cut. I started to get frustrated as I touched down too early.. once... twice, three times a friggin lady.
I sat down and put my head between my knees in frustration. After that, I bought some nice squash, fresh tomatoes and quality sausage from local purveyors. I asked the kid behind the table for two sausages, one hot, one not. He gave me two hot. The sausage was delicious, but I am going to kick this kids ass the next time I see him. Other than that I recommend the Clarks Park Farmers Market on Saturdays and Thursdays. Don't ask me why Thursdays. These motherfuckers are crazy. Almost as crazy as my fakie ollie body varials.

Independent As Truck

Shot some footage for my video part last week. To be honest I don't think it will make it into the final cut. I did end up throwing down a layback triple frontside rock on a small curb in front of Rodney's house, but I didn't land it. What I did land: frontside 180 ollie up the curb to ride off the curb followed by a 180 boneless one. I think it might be good enough to make it into the credits.
I want to get off track for a few and write a little bit about INDEPENDENT trucks. No, this is not an advertisement. Sure, everybody seems to say, "Indy's are the best, of course!" Do they really know why they're saying that? It took me fifteen or so years of skating before I even tried them. I rode Trackers and then Ventures before finally settling on Thunders as my truck of choice. I swore by the Thunders for years. I still feel that they are the second best out there as far as overall performance is concerned, but they have signature models and colorways now, and that just doesn't turn me on. It's okay if you want some colored trucks, but I don't need some dude's name on them. Is the truck any different with the signature on it? It would be one thing if Kenny Reed's signature Thunder truck had flags from every country he had ever visited attached to them, and then every time you backside five-o'd a ledge you could feel comfort in the fact that you were giving peace a chance and bringing people from all walks of life together.
Like I said in an earlier post I spent some time stone cold shredding the streets with one, Larry Burns. He rode Indys. I remember him telling me, "I never even thought about riding anything else." So I bought a pair, and I haven't looked back. There's just something about them. They turn on a dime. They grind real good.

I have broken a couple kingpins while riding the Indys. One time I ollied a curb and the truck fell off mid ollie. I chalk this up to a truck that encourages you to shred harder and thrash more than you normally would. So yeah you might break a kingpin here and there but overall you can feel comfortable knowing you are traversing the streetscape with a superior truck that none other can equal.

Sponsored!

Twenty two years of skating has finally paid off. I just picked up my first sponsor. No, it's not a sunglasses company and no it's not chewing gum. It's none other than Trailer Trash Skateboards! This is the real deal, run by two kids out of an actual trailer park right here in PA.
You can imagine how stoked I was when I heard I was officially on the team. The team manager gave me the news at a BBQ this past weekend. I was so excited I hit the streets yesterday to work on some moves, despite the humidity. I donned my sun blocking golfers hat and felt pretty good from the get go.
I'm not sure what the kids are looking for from a professional skateboarder these days, but I sure hope it's ollies up curbs and the occasional shove-it. If that's the case then turn me pro!