I recently went back into an old harddrive and found a ton of my footage from 2005-2007. Lots of Syracuse, New York footage with Will Wesson, Erik Olson, Ahmet and Giray Dadali, Pat Cowan, Tyler Secrest and Ross Imburgia.

I’m not sure how much of this footage ever got put out anywhere (we never finished the movie “Pterodactyl Blood”) so I compiled a few of the shots from one of the most fun winters to date; mini DV tapes, actually snowing on the east coast, Siver Cartel, and plenty of rails. I Hate New York!

Preface: I’m also going to guess that Big Boulder banner isn’t paying for much more than a shitty cheese-steak these days, so I can only assume the reason Brobomb asked me to guest edit their site for a week is because they are too busy working at their own real jobs.

With the ski season over for everyone except rich kids and wicked cool pro skiers, I think it’s fitting to share a short story from one of the summer jobs I had a few years back. This will surely be my wordiest post about the real world of summer jobs and all that stuff. After today I’ll just post videos I think are cool. OK.

I’ve had more part time jobs that I can count on two hands: at sixteen I mismanaged an ice cream store until the owners were forced to close the place, I’ve weed-whacked forty hours a week at a trailer park, and I loaded trucks at a furniture warehouse until the snow fell. But the most notable summer job I ever had was the three summers (and winter breaks) I spent as a school janitor.

The first day on the job landed me right in the middle of a junior-high school epidemic. They called him “The Mad Crapper.” A presumably eighth or ninth-grader who earned super-villain status among the custodial staff. This defecating youngster would mark his territory in stairwells, sinks, lockers, and drinking fountains.

A few other notable summer job highlights:
- While working as a janitor, a teacher asked me for my hall pass. Twice.
- I knocked over an entire row of test tubes in science classroom and filled them back up with water.
- I once weed whacked some dog poop, and it sprayed all over my face.

Hopefully I won’t have to find another crappy job this summer. But, for everyone else who is still stuck weed whacking around dead cats or getting yelled at for not loading couches fast enough; summer sucks!

If I was from Michigan, I’d use Clint Eastwood’s voice in everything. Apropos of nothing. Enjoy this edit which has some nice funky stuff and some of the same ol’ same ol’.

If you know, you know. But have you seen him?

Remember last year when we so innocently expected Craig Coker’s “War of Rails” to have a little something to do with…well…rails?

We wouldn’t be taken in so easily this year. So we sent (and by “sent,” I mean that they attended with no help from us) the Hot Possie to be our eyewitnesses to skiing’s ongoing love affair with spinning on, around, and above rails. They have dubbed the trip “Hesher’s Holiday” and promise to produce an edit that reports their findings.

For now we are left with a pretty sweet teaser (above), and the official event edit (after the jump) as an assault on your good taste and desire to be entertained.

I don’t know anything about Piotr, and I can’t read the language he writes in. What I do know is that he tags his videos with “freeski” and something about them has held a strange fascination with me since I discovered them a couple weeks ago (maybe it’s the hungry rabid dog look in his eyes in his profile shot).

Tree trunks are everywhere. Consider yourself warned.

Weezy shows some big props for Sarah Burke on “Weezy’s Sports Corner Skate News.”

If I could have gotten my hands on that little Punxsutawney bastard, I would have asked him where winter’s been for the past six weeks. But I hear the Rockies are getting snow tonight…the rich get richer. What the hell are you gonna do?

Spread the wealth old man winter.

It’s funny cause it’s true.

We snowboard-types get to enjoy Torstein’s wit and flips all the time, but finally, he’s giving back to the ski community with this latest installment of “in Your Face” with Jossi Wells. If you’re offended by snowboarders acting stupid about ski terminology, don’t watch it. Other wise, enjoy. My favorite part was when Torstein called it “french frying.” Brilliant.