Big air? Oh big time

Afternoon all, how are we?

Glad to here it. Me you ask?

Well ok then. I've been injured for the last 2 weeks, twisted my ankle being a super gnarly bromachine(didn't fall over, promise). So since we last spoke I've taken to a strict recovery regime of sleeping, smoking, eating and generally being incredibly bored. Now you may wonder why I haven't been to say hi amid this stint of nothingness but doing nothing doesn't make for laugh a second blogging like my usual funderful entries...ahem.

Last weekend we went back down to Sapporo (sans Ben, who was still away in love hotels and the like) for the Toyota big air comp and the snow festival. The big air was fucking cold but also pretty cool (ay? wordplay, brilliant) and ever so Japanese. Every time the riders went for a trick there was hundreds of laser and space noises and lights that probably sounded futuristic in the 1920s and every pro was given a sassy nickname which they constantly referred to them as. Anti Autti (Shooting Star) won and walked away with the first place prize of a brand new Toyota Peanut, the lucky devil. He beating fellow Finnish rider Risto Mattila (Air Cyborg) who got disqualified for being a cyborg made out of air.

When the comp finished, we regrouped and defrosted before heading to the techno mashup extravaganza known as the afterparty. The pros were busily getting mobbed by more Japanese pro-hoe arse than you can shake a glowstick at (I also got my picture taken and shook hands with some pro-hoe's who either mistook me for a pro or were insane). I decided to go and chat to one of my favourite snowboarders, Nicholas Muller and the conversation went like this;

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Now I appreciate that it must be pretty annoying getting chumps like my bothering you all the time but two of my buddies also went to chat to him and we concluded that he's the world's most boring man. Still I would've put it down to my buddies also being annoying chumps if it weren't for the fact that all the other riders were really sound. Kevin Piece (American Dream) and Mason Aguirre (Spin Magic) turned out to be all round rowdy party machines, so Muller's got no excuse. The Burton team are also up in Niseko at the moment and Muller turned up in Splash the other day and I thought I'd give it another shot but no dice, he's still boring. Oh well, guess that'll teach me talking to someone I admire....

Kaz with 'American Dream'. Tried to get a picture of Muller but it came out as a blank space.

After their explosion onto the blog scene last entry, Kat and Georgie have been called back to the land of Oz, Much to our disappointment. Alas the days of being woken up at 5 in the morning by them bursting in, chomping on fried chicken and demanding we come out drinking are a thing of the past, will miss you girlie's.

In other news, Mount Merry is currently knee deep in pirate joke fever with shit pirate jokes been thrown around with reckless abandonment (where does a pirate keep his lose change? In a jaaaarrrrs; what's a pirates favourite disease? saaaarrrrrs; you get the idea).

Yo got wasted in Splash and tried to smash up the place, after which he spat in the face of a girl and told a load of aussies to fuck off back home - think someone must've told him poi's are shit. On the plus side Georgie snogged him (yesss, back of the net).

Darrel, as if trying to make up for lost time now we're not living with his has come up with a prime blog goodness. First off, he keeps trying to download films onto his computer for free by searching 'free movies' in google and ignoring Ben's advice to use bittorrent. Instead he's come up with the solution of filming the TV overnight and then transferring that onto his laptop in the hope that sometime that night they may have shown a film in English. His other moment of the week was when we were shoveling snow together when he suddenly piped up with;

"It's like we're the negro's isn't it?"

..I stare at him blankly

"y'know like we're the slaves shovelling snow?"

me - "I don't think many slaves shovelled snow Darrel"

D - "nah I mean its like they (Japanese guys at our company) are the slave drivers forcing us to do the all the work, isn't it?"

Wow. Gave up and walked off at that point, wondering how such a man existed. Still the blog would be a hell of a lot shit(ter) without him.

What's a pirates favourite food?

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....Pastaaaaarrrr

no? ok, never mind. Right I'm off, I'll leave you with some Snow festival pictures shamelessly poached from other peep's photos cause I was too hungover to look round properly. Who needs sightseeing when you've got beers ay? who's with me? no? fine.

Oh also reading material is fairly sparse if you can't read Japanese, so if anyone feels to urge to be charitable to Ben and I, some magazines would go down a treat. Daily Sport, Nuts, Zoo, Fast Car, Max Power, Total Carp, Slipper Weekly, Poultry World you know all the greats.

bye.

Man wanking off a fish