glad you like it i hope you feel tora an get in the zone an play well tonight.
best of luck.
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What a terrible session! I blame the bag!
Nah, it was aite considering I was playing under a streetlight, and it was windy and had I to avoid puddles of melted snow... and the sun was in my eyes, and I had to go to the bathroom, and I was starving since I hadn't eaten for a whole hour, and people were watching from their van, and some guy was filming on his phone, and it started raining, and I was tired from a poor sleep schedule, and my ankle was bothering me, and I was complaining the entire session.... other than that I played great!
The funny thing is that all of that stuff really did happen to a certain extent. But none of it is a worthy excuse! I played in the burger king parking lot right next to my apartment and brought a boombox and an old Rancid cd (...And Out Come the Wolves) and went to work. It was great, as soon as the cd ended I thought "Hmm, I'm tired but I need more incentive to stop playing" and then it happened. I felt rain drops.
Such good timing. I can never seem to stop playing. Even when I hit the trick I want, I think "Hmm, I wonder if I can hit a mobius after that!" or shit like that. Anyguay, here are some mediocre highlights:
-barfly>far symo swirl bsos
-toe down swirl bsos (take that NYJ BS trick request contest!)
-20ish contact spin/duck/gyro/dive/whatever string (basically dexless)
I'm pretty stoked on footbag right now. Kinda exciting. Let's see how long it lasts.
AND I just got a phone call from Pete. Apparently Daryl Genz is in RI and looking to play tomorrow! What an awesome time for footbag. Hurrah!
Peace
EDIT: Hey Zach, I actually was checking the mailbox everdyay for the past week or two. I was getting ancy. Not sure why it took so long. Btw, I thought the chippendale stamp was very classy.
Nah, it was aite considering I was playing under a streetlight, and it was windy and had I to avoid puddles of melted snow... and the sun was in my eyes, and I had to go to the bathroom, and I was starving since I hadn't eaten for a whole hour, and people were watching from their van, and some guy was filming on his phone, and it started raining, and I was tired from a poor sleep schedule, and my ankle was bothering me, and I was complaining the entire session.... other than that I played great!
The funny thing is that all of that stuff really did happen to a certain extent. But none of it is a worthy excuse! I played in the burger king parking lot right next to my apartment and brought a boombox and an old Rancid cd (...And Out Come the Wolves) and went to work. It was great, as soon as the cd ended I thought "Hmm, I'm tired but I need more incentive to stop playing" and then it happened. I felt rain drops.
Such good timing. I can never seem to stop playing. Even when I hit the trick I want, I think "Hmm, I wonder if I can hit a mobius after that!" or shit like that. Anyguay, here are some mediocre highlights:-barfly>far symo swirl bsos
-toe down swirl bsos (take that NYJ BS trick request contest!)
-20ish contact spin/duck/gyro/dive/whatever string (basically dexless)
I'm pretty stoked on footbag right now. Kinda exciting. Let's see how long it lasts.
AND I just got a phone call from Pete. Apparently Daryl Genz is in RI and looking to play tomorrow! What an awesome time for footbag. Hurrah!
Peace
EDIT: Hey Zach, I actually was checking the mailbox everdyay for the past week or two. I was getting ancy. Not sure why it took so long. Btw, I thought the chippendale stamp was very classy.
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Session with Tristan earlier tonight. Highlights:
-zooming mobius bsos
-scorps>ps whirl
-spin duck down>blurriest>ps whirl
-gyro muted rev swirl bs
-hopover swirl (new trick!)
I had a few good looks at mobius b2b as well. I thought for sure I had it on one attempt.... but I didnt.
We recorded a few strings at the end of the session with my phone but idk how to upload vids from my phone to the comp. If I figure it out, I'll post here later.
-zooming mobius bsos
-scorps>ps whirl
-spin duck down>blurriest>ps whirl
-gyro muted rev swirl bs
-hopover swirl (new trick!)
I had a few good looks at mobius b2b as well. I thought for sure I had it on one attempt.... but I didnt.
We recorded a few strings at the end of the session with my phone but idk how to upload vids from my phone to the comp. If I figure it out, I'll post here later.
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Had a session with Tristan and Marc (for about 20 minutes until he had to go to work). I figured today would be good for one more session until PA Jam this weekend... although I'll prolly play like shit anyway.
Highlights (that I won'nt be able to replicate this weekend):
-infinity swirl and ss butter swirl bsos
-pixie muted swirl bsos
-pixie muted rev swirl>string
-pixie muted swirl>vortex>ps whirl
I dont think I'll ever hit as many swirl variations in one session again. Tristain hit some good stuff too. Dragon set infinity dragon, flip torque, flip dimwalk, legbeater.... Good stuff.
Anywho, I'm getting pretty excited for PA Jam this weekend. Work's been kinda stressful and I'm not looking forward to classes this summer, so this'll be a good way to relax and hit some legovers. I definitely use that eye-rolling smiley more than any other.
Highlights (that I won'nt be able to replicate this weekend):
-infinity swirl and ss butter swirl bsos
-pixie muted swirl bsos
-pixie muted rev swirl>string
-pixie muted swirl>vortex>ps whirl
I dont think I'll ever hit as many swirl variations in one session again. Tristain hit some good stuff too. Dragon set infinity dragon, flip torque, flip dimwalk, legbeater.... Good stuff.
Anywho, I'm getting pretty excited for PA Jam this weekend. Work's been kinda stressful and I'm not looking forward to classes this summer, so this'll be a good way to relax and hit some legovers.
I definitely use that eye-rolling smiley more than any other.Doug Tank
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I had no clue you had a blog until about 23 seconds ago. Now that I know, I'll be reading. Looks like you've really stepped it up since NYJ! Damn son!
Pixie muted swirl bsos is gnasty, and especially that pixie muted swirl> vortex link would look pretty insane. But oddly enough, I'm most stoked on your new hopover swirl!!! That trick is so fun! I've been using blur to inside> hopover swirl. I think it looks wicked. Once you get more experienced with them, flip your foot over into a dragon and hit Furnace
That's a bad ass trick.
Let's try to hit Mobius b2b together this weekend! I've also been coming close.
Stoked you're coming this weekend!
See ya in a few days man! Safe travels!
Pixie muted swirl bsos is gnasty, and especially that pixie muted swirl> vortex link would look pretty insane. But oddly enough, I'm most stoked on your new hopover swirl!!! That trick is so fun! I've been using blur to inside> hopover swirl. I think it looks wicked. Once you get more experienced with them, flip your foot over into a dragon and hit Furnace
That's a bad ass trick. Let's try to hit Mobius b2b together this weekend! I've also been coming close.
Stoked you're coming this weekend!
See ya in a few days man! Safe travels!
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Thanks for the awesome weekend Nick! Your game is looking so good! Wish I saw this post before I left, I wanna try that blur inside>hopover swirl now.
Thanks Ken! I footed it toooo many times over the weekend. Next time I play I'll try and get it on video.
What a sticky weekend.
PA Jam was awesome! I took off last Friday and got into PA around 5pm. Once there I met up with Drew K and Mike T and we went to Drews apt so he could pack his stuff (that procrastinator). We borrowed Drews roomates car (his roommates were so chill) and drove up to Reading. Got there around 7ish. I think we were the first ones there, other than Jackson (who apparently fucked up his ankle on a whirl as soon as we got there) and Erica. Erica seemed mad chill. She only got into footbag like a month ago and already has stiched ~20 footbags 
. Crazy.
Nicks apt was awesome. Fair amount of space and he even cleared room for a 4-square court! Since we were the first ones there we experimented with strobe light 4 square.... I almost had a seizure. Needless to say that didnt last too long and once we came to the conclusion that PA stopped selling liquor at 9pm we decided to go search for beer... at 8:45pm. We pulled out of Nicks place and turned left.... we shoudlve turned right. Next thing we know we're on the highway and no where near the liquor store! Eventually we figured out how to get there and once we arrived we found out that they sold beer until 12am. This was good to know though since Josh G and his cousin got there after us....
The rest of the night is hazy. I remember smoking hookah and telling Toolan that he was a bitch....Anywho, the next day was shred day. We woke up and Josh and Jeff (Josh's cousin) were gung-ho on going to Hooters. I wasn't really feeling ready to eat just yet so I slept a little more and eventually stole some of Drew's fruit. Later Drew, Mike, Mark, Brandon and I hit up a diner... Aw man, it was a mistake to talk shit about Mexico. Needless to say, I don't think we're going to be invited back. We then went back to Nicks and then headed out to the event site.... It took so long to figure out where to go! We drove up every nook and cranny of the Berkshire campus before we found the correct road to drive on... If Mark wasn't such a bitch about off-roading we could have made it there so much faster .
So we find the site, we shred, cool tricks are hit.... I hit pixie muted twirl finally! Idk, just search modified, I'm sure you'll find plenty of cool tricks/combos hit over the weekend... Anyway, we end up going back to Nicks afterward. I finally formally meet Adrienne. She told me to not ever get married.... Sound advice. Then we head over to Chipotle for dinner. It was awesome, we had to wait 10 minutes for fresh rice to be made and at the end the lady working the stand gave all of us a coupon for free chips and guac.... although I think a lost my coupon
. It was cool though, during th wait I got to talk to Nick a little and found out that he plans to study an endangered type of seagull soon! I think he said he was going to Canada to study them. Either way, sounded awesome. I also got to talk to Mark Bull a little more during dinner. What a chill dude. He reminds me a lot of one of my friends in NYC (who I saw for about 30 seconds during my transfer in NYC on my way home to Boston).
Saturday night. Hmmm, I remember smoking hookah and playing lots of pong this night.... Oh! we also watched mad footbag videos this night, including Badassery (Thanks John Goode!) I still have no idea what half the tricks in Badassery were. It was fun watching the Triptych again. Hadn't seen that one in a while. Olaf is such a beast. Played beer pong with Jeff. We were a dynasty. Won at least 4 in a row... then I ended up switching partners and Jeff was not pleased.... Dude's so funny. Best Beavis and Butthead impression EVER! I can't remember if this was the night him and Josh fell asleep to death metal or if it was the night before... either way it was hilarious.
Hmmm, Sunday was fast-paced. I felt pretty hungover and tired. Drew, Mark and I played some disc golf until Mark decided to go all roid-rage and throw his disc into the pond... he lost. What else? I tried slack-lining a little. That was actually a lot of fun. I wish I had tried it more than I did....
All in all a good weekend. The cherry on top was when I texted my friend in NYC that I had a 1 hour period of time between bus transfers there... he went to Penn station, turned out I was at Port Authoirty Bus Terminal... I told him I'd see him next time I was in NYC as I boarded the bus... He called me 3 minutes before the bus departed *winded and out of breath" "Doug! I'm here.... I'm running towards your gate!" I got off the bus and saw him for about 30 seconds.... Perfect ending to a delightful weekend.
Thanks Ken! I footed it toooo many times over the weekend. Next time I play I'll try and get it on video.
What a sticky weekend.
PA Jam was awesome! I took off last Friday and got into PA around 5pm. Once there I met up with Drew K and Mike T and we went to Drews apt so he could pack his stuff (that procrastinator
). We borrowed Drews roomates car (his roommates were so chill) and drove up to Reading. Got there around 7ish. I think we were the first ones there, other than Jackson (who apparently fucked up his ankle on a whirl as soon as we got there) and Erica. Erica seemed mad chill. She only got into footbag like a month ago and already has stiched ~20 footbags . Crazy.Nicks apt was awesome. Fair amount of space and he even cleared room for a 4-square court! Since we were the first ones there we experimented with strobe light 4 square.... I almost had a seizure.
Needless to say that didnt last too long and once we came to the conclusion that PA stopped selling liquor at 9pm we decided to go search for beer... at 8:45pm. We pulled out of Nicks place and turned left.... we shoudlve turned right. Next thing we know we're on the highway and no where near the liquor store! Eventually we figured out how to get there and once we arrived we found out that they sold beer until 12am. This was good to know though since Josh G and his cousin got there after us....The rest of the night is hazy. I remember smoking hookah and telling Toolan that he was a bitch....Anywho, the next day was shred day. We woke up and Josh and Jeff (Josh's cousin) were gung-ho on going to Hooters. I wasn't really feeling ready to eat just yet so I slept a little more and eventually stole some of Drew's fruit. Later Drew, Mike, Mark, Brandon and I hit up a diner... Aw man, it was a mistake to talk shit about Mexico. Needless to say, I don't think we're going to be invited back.
We then went back to Nicks and then headed out to the event site.... It took so long to figure out where to go! We drove up every nook and cranny of the Berkshire campus before we found the correct road to drive on... If Mark wasn't such a bitch about off-roading we could have made it there so much faster .So we find the site, we shred, cool tricks are hit.... I hit pixie muted twirl finally! Idk, just search modified, I'm sure you'll find plenty of cool tricks/combos hit over the weekend... Anyway, we end up going back to Nicks afterward. I finally formally meet Adrienne. She told me to not ever get married.... Sound advice. Then we head over to Chipotle for dinner. It was awesome, we had to wait 10 minutes for fresh rice to be made and at the end the lady working the stand gave all of us a coupon for free chips and guac.... although I think a lost my coupon
. It was cool though, during th wait I got to talk to Nick a little and found out that he plans to study an endangered type of seagull soon! I think he said he was going to Canada to study them. Either way, sounded awesome. I also got to talk to Mark Bull a little more during dinner. What a chill dude. He reminds me a lot of one of my friends in NYC (who I saw for about 30 seconds during my transfer in NYC on my way home to Boston).Saturday night. Hmmm, I remember smoking hookah and playing lots of pong this night.... Oh! we also watched mad footbag videos this night, including Badassery (Thanks John Goode!) I still have no idea what half the tricks in Badassery were. It was fun watching the Triptych again. Hadn't seen that one in a while. Olaf is such a beast. Played beer pong with Jeff. We were a dynasty. Won at least 4 in a row... then I ended up switching partners and Jeff was not pleased.... Dude's so funny. Best Beavis and Butthead impression EVER! I can't remember if this was the night him and Josh fell asleep to death metal or if it was the night before... either way it was hilarious
.Hmmm, Sunday was fast-paced. I felt pretty hungover and tired. Drew, Mark and I played some disc golf until Mark decided to go all roid-rage and throw his disc into the pond... he lost. What else? I tried slack-lining a little. That was actually a lot of fun. I wish I had tried it more than I did....
All in all a good weekend. The cherry on top was when I texted my friend in NYC that I had a 1 hour period of time between bus transfers there... he went to Penn station, turned out I was at Port Authoirty Bus Terminal... I told him I'd see him next time I was in NYC as I boarded the bus... He called me 3 minutes before the bus departed *winded and out of breath" "Doug! I'm here.... I'm running towards your gate!" I got off the bus and saw him for about 30 seconds.... Perfect ending to a delightful weekend.
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you calling people bitches makes about as much sense as Spike Lee owning slaves.
Regret not going to PA with you though son, good job on repping there and stuff and pixie muted twirl is nice.
Also me and Tristan might have a late session after Atmosphere near his place on saturday night if your around. if not i'm 100% for sunday.
ya fathah.
Regret not going to PA with you though son, good job on repping there and stuff and pixie muted twirl is nice.
Also me and Tristan might have a late session after Atmosphere near his place on saturday night if your around. if not i'm 100% for sunday.
ya fathah.
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Nice writeup on the PA jam!
It was cool chilling with you, Mike, and Drew for as much as I got to (not that I had a choice when you hijacked my car in the Red Lobster parking lot), even though you tried to leave that nasty grapefruit juice in the back seat of my car.
I had that freakin frisbee game in the BAG until that river came out of nowhere.
Hope to kick with you again soon!
It was cool chilling with you, Mike, and Drew for as much as I got to (not that I had a choice when you hijacked my car in the Red Lobster parking lot), even though you tried to leave that nasty grapefruit juice in the back seat of my car.
I had that freakin frisbee game in the BAG until that river came out of nowhere.
Hope to kick with you again soon!
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Wow, Doug! Thanks for lying and making my jam seem awesome!
Sorry people, in actuality during the weekend of PA Jam, no footbag went down due to massive amounts of rain. Instead it consisted of finger painting, cat coloring books, and pin-the-tail-on-the-Matt-Cross. Matt didn't like the last one very much.
But for real, nice write up on PA Jam! Thanks for that! It was cool to reminisce about it already
(Pssstt... There's talk of another footbag jam hosted by me this summer in Harrisburg... (nothing set in stone yet, but I've definitely been talking to myself about it recently. Once my camp site opens, I plan on talking to the owner about it. Will provide more info when I have it))
Sorry people, in actuality during the weekend of PA Jam, no footbag went down due to massive amounts of rain. Instead it consisted of finger painting, cat coloring books, and pin-the-tail-on-the-Matt-Cross. Matt didn't like the last one very much.
But for real, nice write up on PA Jam! Thanks for that! It was cool to reminisce about it already
(Pssstt... There's talk of another footbag jam hosted by me this summer in Harrisburg... (nothing set in stone yet, but I've definitely been talking to myself about it recently. Once my camp site opens, I plan on talking to the owner about it. Will provide more info when I have it))
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Kevin-You're a bitch.
Mark-Thanks man, it was great hanging out with you too! Come to Boston!
Nick-Can't wait to hear more about this possible Harrisburg event. If you throw it I'll be there.
So not too long ago I decided to create a bucket list. Here's what's on it so far:
-hit mobius b2b
-find out how gilligan got off that fucking island
Thats it so far. However, as of earlier today, the only thing remaining on that list is how gilligan got off that fucking island.
Peace
Mark-Thanks man, it was great hanging out with you too! Come to Boston!
Nick-Can't wait to hear more about this possible Harrisburg event. If you throw it I'll be there.
So not too long ago I decided to create a bucket list. Here's what's on it so far:
-hit mobius b2b
-find out how gilligan got off that fucking island
Thats it so far. However, as of earlier today, the only thing remaining on that list is how gilligan got off that fucking island.
Peace
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Thanks for the prop(s) guys.
So I had my first session since NYFA today. First day my legs didn't feel like lead weights.... although they'll prolly feel like that again tomorrow....
Jams always recharge my interest in footbag, so I figure I should take advantage of this fading euphoria before everything turns to apathy. This was the first solo session I've had in a long time where I felt like I really attacked the bag. I watched Jordan's Gym Session before going out and maybe that's what put me in the zone. Man, Jorden has such incredible precision. Anywho, I didn't really hit anything too noteworthy but before I left I thought about (gyro whirl>diving clip>rpt)>(spinning whirl>ducking clip>rpt). Unfortunately I didn't hit it but I did hit....
-(gyro whirl>diving clip>rpt)>(spinning whirl>ducking clip>spinning clip bsos)
-symo bubba bsos
-pdx whirl x3>whirl x3>rpt
-spinning osis x4
-vortex>symp bubba (first try ... kept footin flip though 
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-gyro flux (felt clean, but who knows)
I'd like to do a write-up for NYFA but I'm tired right now....and there's going to be riots in the streets soon that I HAVE to participate in. So maybe I'll do one in the next few days if I'm bored at work or something.
Peace
So I had my first session since NYFA today. First day my legs didn't feel like lead weights.... although they'll prolly feel like that again tomorrow....
Jams always recharge my interest in footbag, so I figure I should take advantage of this fading euphoria before everything turns to apathy.
This was the first solo session I've had in a long time where I felt like I really attacked the bag. I watched Jordan's Gym Session before going out and maybe that's what put me in the zone. Man, Jorden has such incredible precision. Anywho, I didn't really hit anything too noteworthy but before I left I thought about (gyro whirl>diving clip>rpt)>(spinning whirl>ducking clip>rpt). Unfortunately I didn't hit it but I did hit....-(gyro whirl>diving clip>rpt)>(spinning whirl>ducking clip>spinning clip bsos)
-symo bubba bsos
-pdx whirl x3>whirl x3>rpt
-spinning osis x4
-vortex>symp bubba (first try
... kept footin flip though )-gyro flux (felt clean, but who knows)
I'd like to do a write-up for NYFA but I'm tired right now....and there's going to be riots in the streets soon that I HAVE to participate in. So maybe I'll do one in the next few days if I'm bored at work or something.
Peace
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Dude, Montreal.
mob b2b, HUGE. And bubbas now, I haven't seen that from you before, that's awesome! Can't wait to chill/hang/loaf/rage/kick/sack/laze about/amble around/dance all night/kill a man/relax/go drinkin/eat some food/talk about politics with you in a couple weeks!
mob b2b, HUGE. And bubbas now, I haven't seen that from you before, that's awesome! Can't wait to chill/hang/loaf/rage/kick/sack/laze about/amble around/dance all night/kill a man/relax/go drinkin/eat some food/talk about politics with you in a couple weeks!
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Oh ho, we will do all of that. ALL of it... cept maybe the politics part.
So I had a session down in Syracuse a couple days ago. Man oh man, WORST. SESSION. EVER. First off I had to play with this kid named Mark Bull. Pfft, what a jerk. Secondly I had to actually travel to Syracsue... Have you ever gone to Syracuse? Nothin but ex-hacysackers turned video-game geniuses and flies. Hungry, angry flies. Needless to say I returned to Rochester with about 30 more bug-bites all over my body than when I had left and a seething desire to play Unreal.
However there were some good parts tot this session:
-with my impeccable guidance Mark hit a handful of new flip pixie tricks, which is always great to witness.
-Pat Thompson played footbag. (aforementioned "ex-hackysacker")
-I got to play footbag with an old friend and a jerk capable of wearing a child-sized hoodie.
Trickwise there wasn't too much to account for. The only thing that sticks out is I hit my first string with more than one 6-add in it. It started off with mullet and had maelstrom a good 10 contacts in. I wanted to throw voodoo but couldnt remember which side was my strong merlin so midstring I yelled "I can't remember which side it's on!" and invariably dropped on pdx mirage when I decided to go for pixie merlin instead. Lame.
Anyway it was a really fun session. Wish I was here a little longer so I could get a few more sessions in or travel farther and kick with NYFAians or PAers. Maybe next time.
So I had a session down in Syracuse a couple days ago. Man oh man, WORST. SESSION. EVER. First off I had to play with this kid named Mark Bull. Pfft, what a jerk. Secondly I had to actually travel to Syracsue... Have you ever gone to Syracuse? Nothin but ex-hacysackers turned video-game geniuses and flies. Hungry, angry flies. Needless to say I returned to Rochester with about 30 more bug-bites all over my body than when I had left and a seething desire to play Unreal.
However there were some good parts tot this session:
-with my impeccable guidance Mark hit a handful of new flip pixie tricks, which is always great to witness.
-Pat Thompson played footbag. (aforementioned "ex-hackysacker")
-I got to play footbag with an old friend and a jerk capable of wearing a child-sized hoodie.
Trickwise there wasn't too much to account for. The only thing that sticks out is I hit my first string with more than one 6-add in it. It started off with mullet and had maelstrom a good 10 contacts in. I wanted to throw voodoo but couldnt remember which side was my strong merlin so midstring I yelled "I can't remember which side it's on!" and invariably dropped on pdx mirage when I decided to go for pixie merlin instead. Lame.
Anyway it was a really fun session. Wish I was here a little longer so I could get a few more sessions in or travel farther and kick with NYFAians or PAers. Maybe next time.
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Oh I am SO chancing it! They shall call me... Mosquito Man, and my sidekick will henceforth be known as Bug Boy. Cool to see ya posting on modified again, and with a new handle!
So. I made it up to Montreal this past weekend with my fellow bagger Ian.... What. A. Trip. Lets start from the beginning shall we?
Thursday, July 7th, 11:30pm:
I'm fully in-the-bag drunk. Sent an email (w/ phone number included) to a craigslist ad for "a ride to VT on July 8th at noon" earlier in the day but never heard back. Hope is lost. I decide to buy a greyhound ticket for 10:30am the next morning. However, it occurs to me "I'm tired, I'm drunk, I havn't packed, I'm entirely not a morning person. Better get a ticket for the 1:45pm bus instead." So I do just that.
Friday, July 8th 11:00am:
Beeeeep Beeeeep Beeeep! FUck. I'm hungover. Gotta get up and pack though. I go through my morning routine and soon enough 1:00pm rolls around. I walk out the door and before I'm more than a block away from my apartment I get a phone call from a number I dont recognize.
-Hello?
-Hi, is this Doug who's looking for a ride to Burlington VT today?
Holy fucking shit. Seriously?! The craigslist person called me saying she was leaving around 3pm. I decide to take the ride and get a refund for my greyhound ticket.
Blah blah blah I drink until 3pm rolls around. She calls me and we decide to meet at JFK station. BAM! 3:30pm and we're on the road! She ends up being a great travelling buddy and we shoot the shit and chain-smoke nearly the whole way there (I dont normally smoke cigarettes but she managed to get me to smoke 4 butts within 2 hours) The trip goes smoothly other than a slight scare where we got pulled over for not stopping at a stop sign by a cop wearing shorts.... Obviously he didn't have the authority to give us a ticket so we continued on our merry way. About 8:00pm we get into Waterbury (about an hour from Burlington) when I get a text from Ian telling me he's still in Waterbury (his work). Huzzah! We're there!
We go into the bar, and I find Ian sitting at a table with some friends. Hugs and salutations are exchanged, Me and my craigslist buddy get a drink and after an hour or so we all part ways.
Now, this is where things get interesting. As we're walking to Ian's car, talking about how we'll drink and party and go up to Montreal the next morning, Ian asks me "you got your passport?" and I just look at him. I could tell Ian was unsure if I was joking or not so eventually I muster out the only thing I can think of to let him know what I was thinking, "Fuck...." So we get in his car, and start driving. Ian's still unsure if I'm fucking with him so just to be safe he get on I-89 S and says, "Are we really doing this?"
Yes. Yes we are.
We drive a few miles, get off at some exit with a gas station and pickup a 12 of miller lite and have ourselves an unprecedented roadtrip. We talk about life and what an idiot I am and eventually make it back to my apartment with one beer left. I put it in the fridge, we smoke a bowl, roll 2 joints for the ride home and hit the road back to Burlington. Now I did the majority of the drinking on the way down since Ian's responsible and was driving, however around 3:30am I can tell Ian's getting tired so I offer to drive. He gladly accepts and I proceed to drive 2 of the scariest/epic hours of my life. We roll into Burlington around 5:30am and pass the fuck out.
sidenote: I slept on the top of a "bunk-bed". However this is no ordinary bunk-bed. This bunk-bed is made out of 2 couches.... that Ian built. So fucking cool. However he could have built a ladder or some shit. It sucked having to piss at 9am and making my way down from a top bunk that was clearly higher than regulation height.
Satruday, July 9th, 12:30pm:
"Uuuuuuuugh!" FUck. I'm tired. I get up, and find Ian already awake. We run into one of his housemates who tell us they're going to get bagels and ask if we wanna come. Yes. So we go and carb up, Ian makes us some coffee and we continue on our journey. By 1:30pm we're on the road and I text James to find out what the schedule for the day is. Turns out we wouldn't make it there in time for the actual wedding part or the dinner and that we should just meet up with everyone around 7pm. Sooo by the time we arrive at our hostel (4pm) we decide to have a kick.
Saturday highlights:
-Ian hit whirl war! (first time I think?) Super props.
-I was inspired and hit blurry whirl>whirl>rpt
That's all that sticks out. Maybe Ian remembers more? Anyway, it was a lot of fun, and the location we kicked at was some park near our hostel that was super busy with crazy French Canadians that danced, rode bikes w/ boomboxes, played extreme hack, and just enjoyed watching me and Ian do our thang. We finished up, went back to the hostel, showered, suited up, bought some beer (for ourselves) and wine (for the bride and groom) and wandered the streets of Montreal until we found the party spot.
We were early. We walked in, saw a bar downstairs, and some stairs. "Maybe the party's upstairs?" we thought, so we ascended but didn;t see anybody there yet. I thought, "Shit, now what?" and just as we were about to head back down we turn around only to find the one and only Johnny Suderman telling us that "no one else is here." We follow Johnny downstairs and meet JP (Skankin on modified) and order drinks at the bar. The 4 of us hang out at the bar for a while until we see the rest of the wedding people go upstairs, and then follow suit.
The Wedding Reception:
Wow. I haven't been to a wedding since I was about 10 so this was fucking awesome. We all got fairly smashed and had a great time. James gave a beautiful speech as Nick's best man, Ian and Johnny had a cupcake war, JP caught the bride's garter belt (which he immediately defiled.. ), and I had a moment with Nick.... twice. Many pictures were taken with disposable cameras, most of which I hope are lost forever, and much dancing was to be had. There was one guy who was clearly pretty drunk (and kinda scary looking) who had a lot to say to me about nothing and then decided we needed to be drunker... "Round of tequila shots!" This dude partied like there was no tomorrow. The rest is all kinda hazy, but I had so much fun. Props to Nick and his lovely wife on such a successful wedding. Oh yeah, Nick also performed the best doubles routine I'd ever seen that night. Dropless too. The party ends, and Ian and I stumble back to our hostel.... but first we walk about a half mile past our hostel before realizing just how far we had gone. 
We make it back and once again pass the fuck out.... kinda. It was about a million degrees in this tiny room with 3 triple bunks beds. Yeah, 9 people in a room about the size of a standard bouncy castle. Awesome.
Sunday, July 10th:
I woke up around 8:00am, then fell back to sleep around 9:00am then was re-awokened by Ian around 9:15am telling me we had to bounce by 9:30am. The guy working at the hostel was pretty cool so he let us stay until about 10am at which point we headed over to Tam Tams where waited until a little after noon for others to show up. We eventually meet up with Johnny, James, and PJ and have ourselves a kick. I think Johnny hit two moves? Maybe? He left around 1:30pm so unfortunately he didn't play much footbag. Good seeing him though.
So then it was Ian, PJ, James, and myself in a circle at which point some dudes sitting near us came over and started filming. They were clearly professional as one guy was circling us with his heavy-duty hi-def camera and another guy gave me a head-camera (it had an elastic band that went around and over your head with a small camera in front). I was trying to think of what would look cool from that POV so I hit some spinning/inspinning clippers and barflys. Too many ducking clippers. Meh. He took my info so hopefully they send me the footage. They were supposedly shooting for a music video so maybe I'll post it on modified if I ever hear back from them.
I also met another Montreal player named Francois who showed up around 2:30pm. Dam! I've never heard of him but dude can kick! Seb also showed up around this time so it was great to see him again, if only for a half hour.
Eventually 3:00pm rolls around and Ian and I decide to roll out so I can catch the 6:30pm bus back to Boston. We say our goodbyes and peace the fuck out. On our way back we stop at a gas station in Canada and Ian suggests a candy called "Bueno" to me, saying that it was essentially a poor-mans "Rocher" candy. I bought one and GODDAMN! It was so fucking good. I wish I had bought 20 of them as I dont think they sell them in the states. Anyway, we eventually get back to Ian's, I make him stop at a pizza place nearby because I was starving for some real food and then he drives me to the bus station where I take a 5 hour bus back to Boston.
And that was my weekend! Thank you to everyone who was involved and made it memorable. James for teaching me about capoeira. Nick for inviting me to his wedding. PJ for being generally awesome. And of course Ian. Not a lot of people would've driven from Burlington to Boston and back in one night. That's why you're my best friend. I can't thank you enough.
Can't wait to do it all over again next year!
So. I made it up to Montreal this past weekend with my fellow bagger Ian.... What. A. Trip. Lets start from the beginning shall we?
Thursday, July 7th, 11:30pm:
I'm fully in-the-bag drunk. Sent an email (w/ phone number included) to a craigslist ad for "a ride to VT on July 8th at noon" earlier in the day but never heard back. Hope is lost. I decide to buy a greyhound ticket for 10:30am the next morning. However, it occurs to me "I'm tired, I'm drunk, I havn't packed, I'm entirely not a morning person. Better get a ticket for the 1:45pm bus instead." So I do just that.
Friday, July 8th 11:00am:
Beeeeep Beeeeep Beeeep! FUck. I'm hungover. Gotta get up and pack though. I go through my morning routine and soon enough 1:00pm rolls around. I walk out the door and before I'm more than a block away from my apartment I get a phone call from a number I dont recognize.
-Hello?
-Hi, is this Doug who's looking for a ride to Burlington VT today?
Holy fucking shit. Seriously?! The craigslist person called me saying she was leaving around 3pm. I decide to take the ride and get a refund for my greyhound ticket.
Blah blah blah I drink until 3pm rolls around. She calls me and we decide to meet at JFK station. BAM! 3:30pm and we're on the road! She ends up being a great travelling buddy and we shoot the shit and chain-smoke nearly the whole way there (I dont normally smoke cigarettes but she managed to get me to smoke 4 butts within 2 hours
) The trip goes smoothly other than a slight scare where we got pulled over for not stopping at a stop sign by a cop wearing shorts.... Obviously he didn't have the authority to give us a ticket so we continued on our merry way. About 8:00pm we get into Waterbury (about an hour from Burlington) when I get a text from Ian telling me he's still in Waterbury (his work). Huzzah! We're there!We go into the bar, and I find Ian sitting at a table with some friends. Hugs and salutations are exchanged, Me and my craigslist buddy get a drink and after an hour or so we all part ways.
Now, this is where things get interesting. As we're walking to Ian's car, talking about how we'll drink and party and go up to Montreal the next morning, Ian asks me "you got your passport?" and I just look at him. I could tell Ian was unsure if I was joking or not so eventually I muster out the only thing I can think of to let him know what I was thinking, "Fuck...." So we get in his car, and start driving. Ian's still unsure if I'm fucking with him so just to be safe he get on I-89 S and says, "Are we really doing this?"
Yes. Yes we are.
We drive a few miles, get off at some exit with a gas station and pickup a 12 of miller lite and have ourselves an unprecedented roadtrip. We talk about life and what an idiot I am and eventually make it back to my apartment with one beer left. I put it in the fridge, we smoke a bowl, roll 2 joints for the ride home and hit the road back to Burlington. Now I did the majority of the drinking on the way down since Ian's responsible and was driving, however around 3:30am I can tell Ian's getting tired so I offer to drive. He gladly accepts and I proceed to drive 2 of the scariest/epic hours of my life. We roll into Burlington around 5:30am and pass the fuck out.
sidenote: I slept on the top of a "bunk-bed". However this is no ordinary bunk-bed. This bunk-bed is made out of 2 couches.... that Ian built. So fucking cool. However he could have built a ladder or some shit. It sucked having to piss at 9am and making my way down from a top bunk that was clearly higher than regulation height.
Satruday, July 9th, 12:30pm:
"Uuuuuuuugh!" FUck. I'm tired. I get up, and find Ian already awake. We run into one of his housemates who tell us they're going to get bagels and ask if we wanna come. Yes. So we go and carb up, Ian makes us some coffee and we continue on our journey. By 1:30pm we're on the road and I text James to find out what the schedule for the day is. Turns out we wouldn't make it there in time for the actual wedding part or the dinner and that we should just meet up with everyone around 7pm. Sooo by the time we arrive at our hostel (4pm) we decide to have a kick.
Saturday highlights:
-Ian hit whirl war! (first time I think?) Super props.
-I was inspired and hit blurry whirl>whirl>rpt
That's all that sticks out. Maybe Ian remembers more? Anyway, it was a lot of fun, and the location we kicked at was some park near our hostel that was super busy with crazy French Canadians that danced, rode bikes w/ boomboxes, played extreme hack, and just enjoyed watching me and Ian do our thang. We finished up, went back to the hostel, showered, suited up, bought some beer (for ourselves) and wine (for the bride and groom) and wandered the streets of Montreal until we found the party spot.
We were early. We walked in, saw a bar downstairs, and some stairs. "Maybe the party's upstairs?" we thought, so we ascended but didn;t see anybody there yet. I thought, "Shit, now what?" and just as we were about to head back down we turn around only to find the one and only Johnny Suderman telling us that "no one else is here." We follow Johnny downstairs and meet JP (Skankin on modified) and order drinks at the bar. The 4 of us hang out at the bar for a while until we see the rest of the wedding people go upstairs, and then follow suit.
The Wedding Reception:
Wow. I haven't been to a wedding since I was about 10 so this was fucking awesome. We all got fairly smashed and had a great time. James gave a beautiful speech as Nick's best man, Ian and Johnny had a cupcake war, JP caught the bride's garter belt (which he immediately defiled..
), and I had a moment with Nick.... twice. Many pictures were taken with disposable cameras, most of which I hope are lost forever, and much dancing was to be had. There was one guy who was clearly pretty drunk (and kinda scary looking) who had a lot to say to me about nothing and then decided we needed to be drunker... "Round of tequila shots!" This dude partied like there was no tomorrow. The rest is all kinda hazy, but I had so much fun. Props to Nick and his lovely wife on such a successful wedding. Oh yeah, Nick also performed the best doubles routine I'd ever seen that night. Dropless too. The party ends, and Ian and I stumble back to our hostel.... but first we walk about a half mile past our hostel before realizing just how far we had gone. We make it back and once again pass the fuck out.... kinda. It was about a million degrees in this tiny room with 3 triple bunks beds. Yeah, 9 people in a room about the size of a standard bouncy castle. Awesome. Sunday, July 10th:
I woke up around 8:00am, then fell back to sleep around 9:00am then was re-awokened by Ian around 9:15am telling me we had to bounce by 9:30am. The guy working at the hostel was pretty cool so he let us stay until about 10am at which point we headed over to Tam Tams where waited until a little after noon for others to show up. We eventually meet up with Johnny, James, and PJ and have ourselves a kick. I think Johnny hit two moves? Maybe? He left around 1:30pm so unfortunately he didn't play much footbag. Good seeing him though.
So then it was Ian, PJ, James, and myself in a circle at which point some dudes sitting near us came over and started filming. They were clearly professional as one guy was circling us with his heavy-duty hi-def camera and another guy gave me a head-camera (it had an elastic band that went around and over your head with a small camera in front). I was trying to think of what would look cool from that POV so I hit some spinning/inspinning clippers and barflys. Too many ducking clippers. Meh. He took my info so hopefully they send me the footage. They were supposedly shooting for a music video so maybe I'll post it on modified if I ever hear back from them.
I also met another Montreal player named Francois who showed up around 2:30pm. Dam! I've never heard of him but dude can kick! Seb also showed up around this time so it was great to see him again, if only for a half hour.
Eventually 3:00pm rolls around and Ian and I decide to roll out so I can catch the 6:30pm bus back to Boston. We say our goodbyes and peace the fuck out. On our way back we stop at a gas station in Canada and Ian suggests a candy called "Bueno" to me, saying that it was essentially a poor-mans "Rocher" candy. I bought one and GODDAMN! It was so fucking good. I wish I had bought 20 of them as I dont think they sell them in the states. Anyway, we eventually get back to Ian's, I make him stop at a pizza place nearby because I was starving for some real food and then he drives me to the bus station where I take a 5 hour bus back to Boston.
And that was my weekend! Thank you to everyone who was involved and made it memorable. James for teaching me about capoeira. Nick for inviting me to his wedding. PJ for being generally awesome. And of course Ian. Not a lot of people would've driven from Burlington to Boston and back in one night. That's why you're my best friend. I can't thank you enough.
Can't wait to do it all over again next year!
Doug Tank