This would be Brian Summers at Glenhaven in Portland. Photo by GVK.

Yeah I know the A scale doesn’t really go up that high. Technically, it doesn’t even goo up to 101, but that never stopped wheel companies from marketing them as such. These old Kryptos are made out of cement, and so is the deck. It’s a piece called Irony that was in the PUSH benefit auction for the Division Street Skatepark Project in Bend, Oregon. At least I think it was, because it’s not in any of the photos of the work. It’s kind of hard to tell what’s going on with the project. There’s a blog that was last updated in 2008, and there are pictures of DIY concrete action happening somewhere, but key areas of the site have missing images, and it’s unclear whether or not construction has actually begun. And seriously, guys, I would have loved to promote this auction, give us a heads up next time. I’m getting off track here. Drew West of the talented Real Concrete Design, cast these. There are more pictures available are on Facebook. Those wheels fit bearings, don’t ya know? – Thanks to Kevin Porterfield for the tip.

From Crust Productions: Rob Morrow of Morrow Snowboards, located in Salem Oregon managed to get NOFX to stop and play in his basement. NOFX was on their way to do a gig at the now defunct La Luna in PDX when a lucky few got there own personal show in the basement of the Ranch. About 100 were jam packed into the basement. Bad vocals, no lightning and zero room but the show went on! This video has been in storage for over 15 years and thanx to Mr Hauswirth and Mr Price, the footage was transferred from the old VHS to MiniDV. So there you have it. Video after the jump.

Its a Mystery Greg photo of Jason Greene shot at dusk in Newberg, Oregon. Extra points for the nose slide. Check out the Shot of the Week.

There are art boards galore, but these hand carved whimsical creatures are meant to be ridden. Ridden carefully, of course, but ridden. Doug McKee AKA Naty Shred rides his, and repairs them too. They aren’t cheap, but they are one of a kind. The bird actually flaps it’s wings when it rolls. Impractical? Sure, but it takes a joyless soul not to smile at these. [Source: Make] – Thanks to Eric Cherry and Janis Salnajs for the tip.

Jack Smith has self-published “The Skateboarder’s Journal – Lives on Board 1949-2009.” It sounds a little bit like an extended version of Jocko Weyland’s The Answer is Never. I decided to open up the book up to anyone who wanted to contribute a story about his or her skateboarding life. Not just the pros or the skaters you have seen in the magazines and videos over the last fifty years, I wanted to share the “everyman/everywoman” stories of skateboarding. Everyone from the “40 something” pad dad, to the 15 year old grom who’s so stoked that he wants to skate every waking hour, to the women skaters who stories have been ignored or lost over the years. The forward is written by Stacy Peralta, a guy who’s definitely had an interesting life in skateboarding. Head on over to the The Skateboarder’s Journal to check it out. It’s more than just press for the book, it’s a larger social network type site.

Skateboarding is a big deal in Japan and like most skateboarders in the world, Japanese artist Haroshi had a pile of broken decks lying around. Too attached to the boards to toss them in the trash, he collected his boards and unless he breaks a few boards a week the ones of his community and turned them into sculptures and accessories such as necklaces and key chains.

Holy cow, last Wednesday’s Family Circus was actually funny! Much better than the last time. Eat your heart out MC! I didn’t catch this in the paper, if anyone still has it, please send in a scan, or drop the original in an envelope. – Thanks to Smitty for the tip.

This random Hood River shot comes from Carl Warren, who invites you to enlarge-o-rama.

Man, for a cat so heavily into jazz, you’d think he’d be hip to the lingo and not trip over such a simple thing like “skateboard park” instead of laying a clam like “Skate Board Park.” This album dates back to 1979. I don’t know jazz, but Joe Farrell must have been somewhat respected, because I do recognize the name of his keyboard and piano player, Chick Corea. I do know one thing, this album cover is outstanding, even if it wasn’t the record exec’s bag. The CD re-issue has a completely different cover. Dig some fly album artwork and hear Farrell blow on this hot plate after the jump, unless you’re out to lunch, like that crumb behind Joe on the cover. – Thanks to Matt for the tip, and AllAboutJazz for the translation.