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Smitty

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About Me

I was raised by a pack of wolves in the mountains of Alaska. At 3 I learned how to live off the land. At the age of 5 I committed my first felony, and at 7 I learned that Santa, the Easter Bunny, and Pamela Anderson were not real. I had no other choice but to steal a car and drive to Connecticut. I then educated myself in the local bars, on deep sea fishing boats, and in back alley craps games. Everything else I learned from my spiritual guide Walter and from the backs of a Capt'n Crunch boxes. ..

My Interests

MUSIC! Playing, Listening to, and watching people play music. * Riding my motorcycle through the canyons to PCH with the crew. Trying to find out just how far the bike will lean over. * Photography. Trying to find the perfect angle, the perfect lighting, the perfect subject for a shot. * Snowboarding. Haven't done this one in a while, but I kept all my gear for a reason. It's time to hit the slopes again. Anyone interested in a trip to Big Bear, hit me up.

I'd like to meet:

My real parents...

Music:

Foo Fighters, U2, Led Zeppelin, David Bowie, Van Halen (B.H.), Miles Davis, Motley Crue, Paul McCartney, Herbie Hancock, Rage Against the Machine, Smashing Pumpkins, Johnny Cash, Aimee Mann, STP, Velvet Revolver, Starr Faithfull, Stravinsky, Beastie Boys, Bernstein, Beethoven, Williams, DCI, Beastie Boys, David Bowie, Tool, Stevie Wonder, AC-DC, Black Crows, Lenny Kravitz, Cake, Aerosmith, The Cult,

Television:

Life's better without it.

Books:

Into Thin Air, Ghost Rider, Anything by Mike Royko, Traps (Thanks Jeff!), Skunk Works, Profiles in Courage, Guns Germs and Steel, Angels and Demons, the list goes on and on...

Heroes:

Anyone that gives of themselves to help another with no desire for recognition or accolades. * The firefighter from Gilford CT, that sat across from me on the train home from NY after 9/11. I'll never forget him.

My Blog

Five years!

It's been five fucking years since I've been snowboarding! I can't believe it. For someone that used to be a ski instructor, that's a tough pill to swallow. Injury has kept me off the slopes for the f...
Posted by Smitty on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 12:16:00 PST

Why we ride

I spent the morning riding my bike with some new friends through the Santa Monica mountains.  It's a spectacular ride if you have never experienced it. The winding roads, and wonderful views. The...
Posted by Smitty on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 02:39:00 PST

Forget Thanksgiving. It's "Talk like a Pirate" day!

      My pirate name is:          Bloody James Rackham            Every pirate lives for something differ...
Posted by Smitty on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 11:25:00 PST

riding the canyons

Today was my first day riding the canyons in the Malibu area on my motorcycle, and I can't believe how awesome it is. Roads that wind up and down 3,000' mountains all over the freaking place. Switchba...
Posted by Smitty on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 10:40:00 PST

Day Eight: My New Home

It's the final day of the drive. Vegas to L.A. and I can't wait. It was a great trip, but I'm looking forward to starting my new life in my new city, adventuring around, seeing the sights. Plain old b...
Posted by Smitty on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 10:24:00 PST

Day Seven: Vegas!

This blog has been deleted due to content restrictions, heavy drinking, and memory withdrawl.
Posted by Smitty on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 09:54:00 PST

Day Six: Grand Canyon

Day six: Flagstaff to Grand Canyon and onto KingmanSpent the early part of the morning driving just so we could get to see the canyon. And Holy Shit! That's a big F'ing hole in the ground! It's so sur...
Posted by Smitty on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 09:50:00 PST

Day five

Day five: Albuquerque to FlagstaffThe fifth day of the journey takes us through the Petrified Forrest National Park. Awesome sight, but you have to look for it. When you get there, it looks like a dir...
Posted by Smitty on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 09:40:00 PST

Day Three and Four: The Flatlands

Day Three: New Orleans to DallasDay Four: Dallas to AlbuquerqueDay Three and Four was the toughest driving days. The route had us driving North through the swamps of Lousianna, Northwest through the F...
Posted by Smitty on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 11:42:00 PST

Day two (PM): Burbon St

Drunken debauchery is all you have to say about Burbon St. As Alrick put it, it's got the three B's. Beer, boobs, and beats. My buddy Madds got into town, and we went straight for the French Quarter. ...
Posted by Smitty on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 11:26:00 PST