Actually, I think the momentum has swung away from Satan, what, with TV shows like the Uprising. This illustration found on Flickr references the old Trident gum TV commercials. I think SNL or someone else did a bit about those commercials. Maybe it was Kids in the Hall. In any case, I’m not a big fan of Satan, because if you beleive in him, then you have to believe in Jesus too. I’m more of a Bob Dobbs or Touched by His Noodly Appendage guy. That shouldn’t stop your from checking out YAIAGIFT’s flickr stream of illustrations. – Uh, thanks to MC for the tip.

As seen in the Philidelphia Enquirer: A skateboarding paradise at FDR Park. 1,649 words on how much they love it. – Thanks to Doc Murdock for the tip.

I know this is not exactly current, but I let it go without an official post. Danny was what I’d like to call a “friend of the site.” Some friends are more difficult than others, but they are friends. We’ve had a few difficult friends here. Some of them disappeared, like Dick Cancer, and some of them got the boot like Daddy Yo. Colinwalshrules has even become somewhat productive around here on occasion. It was pretty obvious to me that Danny had some problems, but he was involved in one of the pinnacle times in skateboarding history, and did call me “Mr. Kilwag” when he was trying to get into my good graces. Apparently, Danny touched a lot of people. Here’s what Curt from Poweredge had to say: He rode for my father MAKAHA in the 60’s and we became friends even though he’d been injured badly as a kid. He was never the same…. But always friendly…. and in the new movie about makaha and the history of skateboarding… He was my neighbor and he lived to be 59 so I don’t know… He was mis-understood because of the meds and the accident he had it fucked him up……

This is a sort of similar setup to Jocelyn’s concrete driveway miniramp, only this DIY project can be found somewhere in Brazil. – Thanks to Luciano for the tip.

Help get the Grover miniramp together. Grover is looking for help tomorrow, Saturday, October 3, 2009 at 3:00. Bring your cordless drill and ramp building know-how. Grover will provide malt beverages.

This is contest video from one of the the last hurrahs of the N.S.A., the organization that would eventually end up as World Cup Skateboarding, believe it or not. Mark made this ollie gap twice, once in practice and once in the contest. It’s the branch of the y-shaped miniramp that Team Pain built for the the Honolulu, Hawaii contest in 1988. On the bottom left you can see a flash going off. That’s Grant Brittain. Don’t believe me? You can see the shot he took at that instant at The Skateboard Mag. Watch the video after the jump. – Thanks to Tito for the tip.

It’s Woodstock on a skateboard. Celebrating random eBay finds that I forgot to document, but at least managed to drag an image into a folder and save it.

Not exactly reader DIY, but still in the same spirit. I’ve got nothing against plywood, but these days it seems like more and more people are opting for concrete. I mean, it seems that way to me, but maybe that’s because I live in Portland. Ok, not fair, it’s definitely part of a larger trend. Listen, I’ve been churning this stuff out for three years now. Blah, blah, blah. Nothing interesting to say. Check out Jocelyn’s new driveway. I guess she needed to have her driveway redone anyway, so she decided to turn part of it into a miniramp. If you’re jealous, well.. we are entering the raining season.. The pictures start off level and well framed, but as more and more progress its made the horizons start to shift and the composition gets awkward. It’s almost like she was having a hard time containing her excitement. Jocelyn’s last name withheld to prevent excessive doorbell ringing.

From a random episode of Married With Children, thanks again to Josef Heffner. Not much else to do now. Uhmmmmm. Oh yeah, remember the old Christina Applegate skateboard.

From Max Schaaf’s 4Q Conditioning. The original source is not credited, but it looks like some sort of paperback book aimed at motorcycle riders in the 70’s.