Bolts of Thunder is an underground movement of skaters, posers, and wannabees that have come together to make skate videos, wreak havoc on the man and the war machine, and contribute nothing to the general populous of the world. But we have fun doing it.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
In conclusion
I just read last nights post. Apologies all around... I made Dave sound like a psycho and Matt a good for nothing moocher. Not the case with either. I'm just trying to say that Dave's got real passion. Whatever it is we do, he does it all the way. So if we're all going mad on an island, he'll go all the way mad. And Matt's no moocher. He's got what we call charisma. He would be an excellent model for Bolts of Thunder on our island because he exemplifies all that Bolts of Thunder stands for. He wouldn't have to work because our little island minions would just take care of him. Ok, everything good now? We got that all cleared up?... So continuing with this scenario, Garrett would be the official historian of our events on the island. He's so well organized that he'd be a shoe in. He'd definitely grow to an old age too, he'd be the old guy with the long scraggly white beard, robe, goes everywhere by torchlight, and carries scrolls everywhere he goes. Yeah, this blog's going places... So we're just about to head out for some more skating today. Our days are like this blog, we don't know where we're going, we keep asking ourselves how we ended up at where we are at the end of the day, and we enjoy it. And that's all I have to say about that. So today we've got 10 pictures for you. I've taken like 600 already, so these are just a drop in the barrel. But today we've got people sleeping on floors in airports, Matt standing in front of gay men at a gay bar, people grinding ledges, people sleeping on trains, people doing stuff, and people just chilling in general. In conclusion, I will just mention and point to your attention that in yesterday's post and today's, you will notice both Garrett and Dave wearing Bolts of Thunder alien ripping out of your chest shirts. They're all the rave in Europe these days.
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