[Broadway Bomb 2013] – Saturday – BBQ

After a half hour sprint, everyone needs some fuel. Best part is when your exhausted body has to work another 4 miles to get to that fuel, so our trek towards the BBQ began.

Naturally, we weren’t alone and cruised past Bikes N Boards’ Andy, who managed to mess up his foot right before the bomb and had to be on foot the rest of the weekend, and whom I’d properly meet later on.

I couldn’t resist snapping some pics of the Brooklynscape either.

Water break about halfway was an absolute must too, especially with headwind lagging our arrival.

And finally we made it to the fun madness-

Yet another public service announcement by Ian.

And then the sweet, sweet food-

REY burgers to go with your trucks anyone?

DB boards had a little demo display set up in the grass-

And people were bustin tricks in the basketball court as usual-

And of course the New York’s finest since this was a legal and legitimate after-event

Race naturally wasn’t without some casualties this year either-

And some creative threads were rocked-

Giveaways occurred with the crowds resembling seagulls-

And plenty of usual costumes were worn, since Bomb is skaters’ early Halloween like Comic Con is for us geeks

The mysterious Samurai was there with his Bombin board deco that I saw the night before-

Saw a Flexdex Fat Daddy used right-

And then, unfortunately, BBQ got broken up due to kids climbing the fences of the basketball court, so the afterparties began much earlier than expected. So I set sail once again towards the usual deli across the highway overpass.

Next up, Saturday, the Afterparty.

[Broadway Bomb 2013] – Saturday – The Race

First half of the day including the race was really rough thanks to the booze-a-palooza I had the night before. I barely glued myself off the bed, got ready, threw myself into the subway to hopefully make it to the race…

I surfaced at Times Square, dashed outside, and started skating down Broadway in hopes of catching one of the schools of racers. For the first minute or so, I was out of luck and worried a bit, but after another glance behind they surely appeared. Now it was time to do foot and camera work.

The rest of this was as fun as last year’s race, although I missed the beginning madness. Everyone was pushing hard just to get to the finish.

Chicks and dudes, all sorts of boards imaginable, incredible stoke and plenty of shralp.

Bomb is truly the best event on the east coast that brings all kinds of skaters together to do whatever they want to do. Race, cruise, hang out, its all up to you with this one. A real skate festival that promotes our culture, wrestles with the traffic laws, and gets on the local news every year.

Some of the spectators can be just as ballsy as us skaters, though given the nature of the event I would advise against some of these kinda moves-

All of us have plenty to worry about without people jumping out into our path just to take some cellphone pictures, but publicity is publicity I suppose.

Didn’t quite have to dodge any busses and trucks this year, and best of all the 5-0 was trying to help things finish after their failure at the starting line.

Finish line was bustling and everyone was taking a breather before doing another 4 miles to the BBQ.

Crazy dudes with Pennies. I love those little things, but for the madness that is the Bomb and having a camera out a about it can be a very poor choice of a deck.

There’s Waldo.

And now for another highlight of the weekend- Evolve powered board:

This crazy thing can apparently last a good few hours on battery and sport a whopping 20mph on flat ground! If the price wasn’t an arm and a leg, I would definitely consider something like it for a proper commuting machine.

And then came the time for a grueling 4 mile stretch to the BBQ that was not fun after half-springing about 6 miles down the ‘way.

Next up, Saturday, BBQ.

[Broadway Bomb 2013] – Friday

Last year’s bomb coverage, in case you missed it.

Better late than never, I suppose; and this will be one helluva long story, so here we go:

-Friday, October 9th 2013 – Longboard Loft. ~5PM-

Things kicked off in the afternoon at the Loft with an all-day chill, skate, and contest sessions. I rolled in around 5 to pre-game for the pre-party at *Uncle Funky’s later in the evening. Things were beginning to slowly wind down given that nightly events were all 21+ and youngins were beginning to turn in slowly. I grazed the very end of the hippie jump and the last bits of daylight.

I promptly hopped across the street to hang by the Loft itself and meet some new faces. Stoke for the race was definitely in the air, as was the wait for the official pre-party. I happened to park up next to the lot in the right side of the picture above and conversation leaned towards my Freebomb setup. As I was getting to the middle of my Surf-Rodz story, that came off as poor customer service until the end, no other than Wayne himself presented me with his business card and a welcome to contact him if anything similar happened in the future. Pretty damn rad and random to just bump into the owner of a very prominent precision truck brand just like that. He recognized my board too, since I linked it to SZ’s Facebook page and was featured in one of their post. Couldn’t resist asking for a shot with my deck either-

Next up were a couple of Pork Slaps at Lucky Jack’s next door.

After that I talked to Anvil Longboards and really enjoyed their integrated, motion-activated light system to help stay more visible while skating in the dark-

The kicktail looked very unique and fresh as well, which actually drew me in initially.

Loft was poppin with a usual prize draw and after taking a few snaps, I headed onwards to Funky’s for the real party.

-Friday, October 9th 2013 – Uncle Funky’s. 7PM-

Usual suspects were posted by the entrance and mild skating was happening around. Things were definitely about to get on the way, but little did I know just how gnarly the party was going to be.

Unknown to me then, I met Roberto who would later on become a new friend and a skate partner after the race on the way to the BBQ.

It was awesome seeing another guy rock one of my home boy’s very first setup by the book- Gravity Hypercarve with Gullwing Sidewinders. Visually sluggish, yet practically nimble longer kind of setup.

I ran into Toxic Surf Jim right away and it was great catching up for a few minutes before heading in. Got a fresh vinyl sticker to add to my deck’s belly and keep reppin his brand.

I went ahead inside to find a good parking spot for my plank before things became crowded. Seeing Jeff always makes my day, and he was already busy dishing out refreshments when I got inside.

Party was well under way despite it still being pretty early for a Friday night, but it sure beat waiting on people to start showing up.

It really didn’t take long for everything to become seriously poppin, to a point where re-surfacing turned into a slow moving line, haha.

Kristen, Noel, and Billy (whom I would properly meet the next day) were hanging outside, working the door, and keeping commotion to a minimum to avoid getting the shenanigans broken up by the 5-0.

On one of my fresh air trips, I bumped into REY Trucks themselves, and their setups put a huge smile on my face-

You don’t really see Kracked Skulls decks out on the streets of the east coast all that often, nor do you really see GBomb brackets/Illuminati complete. KS M1 was my very, very first board and the sentimental value in seeing more on the streets is huge for me. GBomb brackets were a crucial part in my latest build, and they too are just as rare of a sight out in the wild. 2 birds with one stone, perfectly done, REY Trucks!

Sooner than later, the outside was probably more packed than the inside of the party-

And the night would not be complete without our keynote speakers on the race the following morning-

Now, the funniest thing of the evening was selling 2 jacks to some random business suits for a generous offer of $8.

The next day’s Samurai skater had a very rad Bomb planted on the nose of his deck, pretty creative and appropriate-

After I barely survived the onslaught of awesome beverages, I decided to wobble my way towards home via Williamsburg detour to close out some bars and call it a very, late night that I would partially regret the next morning due to my inability to get up.

Next up- Saturday, the Race.

Hurricane Sandy – NYC

New York got hit pretty hard last night, I’ll share 2 pics I’ve gathered from various reports and add other tidbits in writing.

“20th St and Ave C at Peter Cooper Village in New York City”

“Staten Island right now.. there’s no way to get to these people…”

Brooklyn.

Jersey.

NYC Subway downtown.

Update: Subway map, 2 days later. The whole downtown is still flooded and nonoperational. This is crazy for the city the never sleeps and boasts the 24-hour subway system.

I heard most of the tunnels into the city got flooded, so there’s virtually no way in or out right now.

Here in DC-MD-VA area, however, we’re all nice and fine. I never lost power at all and streets look pretty good- leaves everywhere, and some small twigs, but nothing major.

Best of luck to all my people in the city, brace for night 2 and survive guys!

New York Comic Con 2012 After Party – Webster Hall

Free, insane after party happened in Webster Hall on Saturday night. Huge, old venue. DJs were awesome. Drinks were not overpriced and well-made.

New York Comic Con 2012 (NYCC)

Irony had it that since my new cosplay addition was Haru from Rave, this con really ended up a groove adventure. Pictures alone won’t really do the story justice, so I will get to it right after the photographic glory.

Lots of new faces, lots of familiar ones, and one crazy 4-day con. Starting from Thursday:

Met up with new faces I was rooming with for Fri-Sat with since they got to the con as early as I did, but neither of us had any accommodations for the first day. Sleeping in the car is nice and all, but not in that weather and not with 3 people and a giant sword. Luckily, we bumped into one of my friends who was mostly doing Domon Kasshu from G Gundam for this con. Great luck with which I went ahead to move my junk from the car to the hotel. On my way, I somehow lost my 4-day pass for the con due to carrying too much stuff. Feeling completely blown, ended up going to the con area to try my luck since one of the new friends also needed a pass. By amazing chance of luck, we bumped into some guy who was leaving that day and not coming back at all, so he gave me his 4-day for free. Amazing turn of the events thus far. We all went back to the hotel and celebrated collectively.
Friday:

Debuted Haru all day long, with the only real highlight being piggyback jousting using my sword and a maid whose skirt was going all around the world in the wind. Bystanders found that whole notion quite amusing. Later on I took Domon to Village Yokocho and Decibel where he tried sake for the first time. Per return to the hotel, we got nicely smacked and Lake Toya had his way with Domon. lol

Saturday:

Waltzed around as Gintoki and looked quite in-character given my hangover from the night before. Highlight of this night was the free, huge after  party in Webster Hall that we went to after all was said and done.

Sunday:

Did not start off so nicely since my car got towed and the ticket, towing fee, and an extra night at the hotel set me back a good half of a big buck.

All in all, was quite the adventure this year and I made it back in one piece. Pheeeeew.

Also, here’s a slideshow I compiled for my YouTube: