“We make the slices by hand, and then, we thrash the streets to get ‘em to ya” - that’s the promise of skate pizza founder Andrew “Graffiti” Scafidi. He may not own a cell phone, or check his emails as often as the pizza-loving community of Philadelphia would like, but I’ll be darned if this skate pizza video isn’t a stroke of pure awesome.
Now, if only somebody in this city would open up a “skate pierogi” shop…
Saw this on highway 1 whilst traveling through California this past summer. I don’t know how they celebrate Christmas over in Monterey, but it sure looks like fun.
Anyone who knows the real Brian Dwyer knows that I’m somewhat of clean freak. Border-lining on O.C.D like behavior, I tidy up things around the house like it’s my job (in fact, it actually was my job for a brief period, when I was a professional cleaning guy back in the spring of 2008). I mean, one of my favorite pastimes as a kid was strolling down the cleaning aisle and taking huge whiffs of laundry detergent bottles at the grocery store (true story).
That being said, one of my dreams as an adult is to someday own a Dyson vacuum cleaner - irrefutably the best manufacturer of vacuums on the planet (the Roles Royce of the medium, if you will, with a price tag to match). Being such a huge fan, you can imagine my unabashed delight when Danielle and I spotted the new Dyson Airblade hand dryer at an LAX bathroom a few weeks ago.
While strolling around Fishtown, we spotted this protest sign at the corner of Columbus and Frankford.
Brothers and sisters, it’s high time we as a people rally together and put an end to MC Hammer’s tyrannical reign of oppression upon the good people of these United States!
Three weeks into the new decade, and I couldn’t be happier; so far it’s been a remarkable time for horribly awesome child-themed internet videos. Between Sword Fightin’ Phil, Mini-Daddy and now this kid, Danielle and I have almost been rendered speechless (we’ve got a blog to run here, people). One thing is certain though - if the rest of the year is full of treasures this wild, 2010 is sure to be a banner year in the history books.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, we’d like to call Bob Offenberg to the stand:
To find out more about Bob, you can visit his website. Whether or not you can read Dutch, be sure and check out the “Fanshop” section. You don’t need a translator to appreciate all the amazing Bob Offenberg memorabilia…or to watch this half amusement park commercial/half national pride pop masterpiece.
Until next time, Doei Bloggenheadzen!
Apparently, it’s this kid.
At the rate he’s going, he might actually have a solid reggaeton career ahead of him. That is, of course, if his heart doesn’t explode first.
At first glance, today’s entry might appear to be just another mildly funny, semi-exploitative viral video some kid put up about his overweight, sweatsuit-wearing brother showing off his “sword skills”, but upon further review, I think you’ll agree that it’s without question the very definition of awesome.
It starts off wonderfully enough with the stammering, stuttering “Hello Mr. Rob, I am Philip” speech, and an undeniable attempt to unpick a wedgie via squatting (at 00:05), but after a few minutes, the whole thing sort of morphs into a fascinating display of awe-inspiring mindf*ckery - so trance-inducing, in fact, that I lost track of time while watching, and burned my morning toast beyond repair.
*Before posting this, I had strongly considered listing the play-by play highlights (like at 4:38 when he makes a Yoda noise, or at 5:01 when he starts making up moves like the “dragon…twister”, the “bull…charge” and the “cross flash!”, or how at the end of the video he puts his swords away into invisible sheaths located on the side of his sweatpants), but there are far, far too many to count. Whoever you are, Philip, I respect your hair and admire your passion.
I imagine you attempt to make Buddha hand lemonade.
Although I don’t really know how you’d go about doing that with such a crazy-ass fruit.
This is our three year old niece, Ivory. When asked what her top three favorite songs are, she responded with “the itsy-bitsy spider song” and “apple bottom jeans“.
The no. 3 spot has yet to be filled, and with preschool fast approaching and all the hype surrounding “old mcdonald”, “mary had a little lamb” and “stanky legg” no doubt, we thought we’d introduce her to Devo.
Our fingers are crossed.
Welp, it’s 2010. The first decade of the new millennium is now over. We may not have flying cars or floating cities just yet, but scientists have successfully figured out a way to give the adoring breakfast-loving patrons of the world something even more useful: pancakes in a can.
A month ago, Danielle and I experienced firsthand this glorious feat of modern science, and naturally, we deemed it awesome enough to share with the likes of you.
I’m Brian, and this is my wife Danielle. We live in Philadelphia. We like awesome things. You must like them too, because you’re on our blog. Bon appetit!
