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  1. Edtudo

    168 Swoard H

    The board is sold. I took a haircut (inside joke)
  2. Edtudo

    168 Swoard H

    It's this years 168 Swoard (middle picture) with the hard flex pattern. Brand new Bomber Trench Digger 3 (this years) bindings (not step ins). Ridden 4 times, but I will deal... I of course need money for medical expenses and loss of work time. I tried to send you an e-mail but its blocked. I can talk to you on the phone. Just let me know how to contact you. I can get a digital picture for you but, its just like the one in the picture here. Pretty much no damage from the short amount of time on the snow. Thanks
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    168 Swoard H

    I blew out my knee while on skis (early season Telluride) and I'm out for the season. For Sale: 168 (hard flex) Swoard with Bomber Trench Digger 3 bindings. Only ridden a few times essentially new. you can leave an e-mail, I'll check daily Thanks
  4. Well, I hate "Cheech and Chong for starters... but I am down here in the southwest San Juans "Pacific Vibrations come heavily across the Hopi Land"
  5. http://dprogram.net/2009/11/13/video-financial-expert-gerald-celente-american-public-losing-everything-to-fascist-oligarchs/ Gerald Celente is one of the world’s best trend forecasters. In the following 4-part radio interview, Celente blasts current political and economic “leadership” as beholden to large corporate and financial interests. As I’ve documented, professionals who work with economics are using unprecedented harsh language in attempt to get Americans’ attention to the loss of trillions of our collective dollars. His comments include (paraphrased): “Too big to fail” banks are anathema to real capitalism. US economy is like a ruthless mafia ripping-off the American public. The US is being looted. US economy is no longer capitalism, it’s oligarchies and fascism. We are witnessing the greatest heist in American history, and the banks are doing it. “I don’t like getting raped. I don’t like my money going to Goldman Sachs.” “Do you have eyes to see and a mind to understand? These crimes are an affront to my intelligence.” Bankers are money junkies lying to get their money fix. We have a criminal gang of money junkies dealing scams to get money from us. They never have enough. And for what? For gambling. This is no different from the French Revolution. The money junkies are in for a shock. The second American Revolution has begun. They are not my political leaders; they are political hacks. We are going back to royalty and serfs. This country doesn’t have a clue what’s going on, their minds have been deadened looking at presidential reality shows and bowing to political demagogues. What people have to do more than ever is think for themselves. And reform is not on the way. Senator Bird’s “reform” bill is nothing but empty rhetoric. My favorite economic analyst, Washington’s Blog, gives a great overview. One helpful context to consider is the American economy is suffering from parasites. As always, please share this article with all who claim they want economic competence. If you appreciate my work, please
  6. ------------------------------------------------------- Cosmic Sounds: Yes: song "Awaken" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtHVOLK56tI&feature=related Peter Gabriel Plays Live: song: "San Jacinto" Planetary Chronicles 1 by John Serrie (Master of Space) Brian Eno: "Apollo" "Learning To Fly" (P. Floyd)Jon Anderson "Solid Space" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mu7nXxSIQzA “Awaken”. Quite clearly, the last of the great Yes epics, this symbolic masterpiece boldly and grandly brings us to the pinnacle once more and shows us what lies beyond the norm and what lives in the mind of greatness. The piano mischievously dances into view like a pixie inviting you through the garden wall. It tempts you with the melodic treasures of what is yet to come; teases you with one step closer to the variation on the theme and eventually succumbs. The listener is transported to a place, the likes of which no one theretofore had ever been: a golden land of shimmering musical perfection you can almost feel and taste. The high vibration goes on... to the sun. Cascading guitar scales announce the presence of the main theme: almost a march-like feel, with all five members playing various percussion instruments to give this section its 'biblical odyssey' atmosphere. Waltzing through a maze of musical convolutions, the mind is transformed and transported to nearly every point in the galactic map of Yes' universe. The pipe organ, the lap steel, the wonderfully unpredictable precision of the bassline, the lyrical and vocal ballet between Jon and bassist Chris Squire culminate in a mellifluous cacophony of sound and imagery and vision and wonder and magic and subtlety and quietly dissipate to the brilliant recapitulation of the glorious opening theme. Standing hand in hand with the main character one last time, a fading pulsar image sweetly glimmers into the darkness and this masterwork leaves you ...enlightened, enthralled, entertained and thoroughly satisfied.
  7. Rep. Alan Grayson: Alan Grayson on the Worst Deal Since Manhattan Was Sold for $24 in Trinkets
  8. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-4wpoBIYjU
  9. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NY7JEOCMpWE&feature=related Viva Carved! "Feel the juice"
  10. "Take It Back" "Her love rains down on me easy as the breeze I listen to her breathing it sounds like the waves on the sea I was thinking all about her, burning with rage and desire We were spinning into darkness; the earth was on fire She could take it back, she might take it back someday So I spy on her, I lie to her, I make promises I cannot keep Then I hear her laughter rising, rising from the deep And I make her prove her love for me, I take all that I can take And I push her to the limit to see if she will break She might take it back, she could take it back some day Now I have seen the warnings, screaming from all sides It's easy to ignore them and G-d knows I've tried All this temptation, it turned my faith to lies Until I couldn't see the danger or hear the rising tide She can take it back, she will take it back some day She can take it back, she will take it back some day She can take it back, she will take it back some day" Lyrics Pink floyd
  11. The term: "Expression Session" was coined by soul surfers in the early 1970s. "The Expression Session was presented as a soulful anti contest." The Golden Breed Story, History of Golden Breed, Nick Van de Meere ... It was Hakman who came up with the concept for the Golden Breed Expression Session, but it was Duke Boyd who sold it to the Australian beach cultures: the history of sun, sand, and surf - Google Books Result by Douglas Booth - 2001 - Social Science - 260 pages Sponsored by the surf- clothing manufacturer Golden Breed,71 the expression session aspired to promote an egalitarian anti-competition ethos. ... <CITE>books.google.com/books?isbn=0714651672</CITE> <CITE></CITE> <CITE>The Encyclopedia of Surfing - Google Books Resultby Matt Warshaw - 2005 - Sports & Recreation - 788 pages Expression Session Surfing showcase event without judges, scores, winners, ... idea to life with the Golden Breed Expression Session... Eddie Would Go: The Story of Eddie Aikau, Hawaiian Hero and ... - Google Books Result by Stuart Holmes Coleman - 2004 - Biography & Autobiography - 288 pages The final blow to Butch's pride came when he wasn't invited to the Golden Breed Expression Session in 1970. Sponsored by Golden Breed, a new surf clothing ... <CITE>Kelly Slater’s New Tour Concept Gaining Traction Kelly Slater’s New Tour Concept Gaining Traction - Phil Jarratt Blog NOOSA: While Kelly Slater was rising from the ashes of three consecutive losses to win in Brazil last week, his manager, Terry Hardy, was apparently in Los Angeles nailing the lid (ashes, coffin lids,what’s going on here!) on a megabucks breakaway world surfing tour. I say apparently because at the time of writing I could find no media coverage of the matter, and neither Slater nor Hardy responded to my requests for information, which proves that it’s true, right? Anyway, my sources are reliable and highly-placed, so remember where you read it first. The tour, with nine-times world champion Slater as its figurehead, will consist of eight events offering more than a million bucks prize money, as opposed to the current $US300,000 on the ASP Dream Tour, with first round losers walking away with $US40,000. With the worst performer guaranteed $US320,000 a year to show up, this would mean that surfing’s elite could at last feel relaxed about giving their all to the tour. When you consider the case of Straddie’s Bede Durbidge, who started his year without a sponsor and finished it at number 2 to Kelly, that means a lot. The word on the tour is that all events will be covered by cable sports network ESPN and packaged for global sales, which sounds eerily familiar. But what hasn’t been spelled out yet is how it will differ from the ASP tour, and knowing Slater’s views on this, I suggest it will be very different. For years Kelly has been a severe critic of the ASP’s judging criteria (with more than 40 tour wins under the belt, I wouldn’t be rocking the boat, but there you go) and even put on his own invitational event in Fiji to showcase his more adventurous ideas. Over time, the ASP has actually adopted some of them, like overlapping heats, but the pace of change has never been fast enough for Kelly. His personal view of the “dream tour’’ is a small number of elite surfers competing in high quality waves with a license to thrill, the judging criteria based solely on “raising the bar’’ of surfing performance. In a sense, this is turning the clock back to pro surfing’s roots in events like 1971’s Golden Breed Expression Session, in which the judges simply watched the guys surf all day and then declared the coolest dude the winner. But there has also long been a feeling amongst the top pros that the gulf between contest surfing and creative surfing has been widening. Interesting times ahead for the struggling ASP, which has governed pro surfing through thick and thin for more than 30 years. </CITE><CITE></CITE> </CITE>
  12. The Cosmic Children are the dynamic, space age surfers of the 1960's who "Feel the juice" of the oceans' swells. They are 50 of the most well known surfers from around the world, like Mickey Dora, David Nuuhiwa, J. Riddle, Johnny Fain, Jeff Hackman Barry Kanaiaupuni, Mike Doyle, Corky Carrol, Owl, Rolf Arness, Billy Hamilton, hot locals and new names. Filmed in California at the Ranch and the North Shore and Honolulu Bay. Surfer Magazine says "Excellent shots . . . remarkable footage of Jeff Hakman, Barry Kanaiaupuni . . . powerful . . . it righteously stokes."
  13. I'd like to buy the boots more than likely. I have a 10.5 foot. How do I contact you? I'm new here and I'm not sure how it works? Thanks, Ed
  14. (In the spirit of Shaun Palmer) I often times ride a board in the morning and switch to skis in the afternoon. I prefere skis on steeps. I love watching Bode Miller videos. I carve on skis; G S being my thing.
  15. Train Wreck? Nah, I wouldn't lose control here
  16. Oxomoxo Eye am the I "Having transcended the seven evolutionary superuniverses of time and space which circle the never-beginning, never-ending creation of divine perfection, Murphy arrives at the heart of the eternal and central universe of universes on the stationary isle of paradise, the geographic center of infinity and the dwelling place of the eternal living God!!! it is here our story opens... ..." -Murphy, Surfer Magazine, May 1969. <TABLE cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=0 border=0><TBODY><TR><TD class=vs_w-a><CENTER></CENTER> </TD><TD class=vs_w-spr id=vv4-0_sp></TD><TD></B> </TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE> </B>
  17. http://www.essene.com/GospelOfPeace/EsseneRevelation.htm And I opened the first seal. And I saw, and beheld the Angel of Air. And between her lips flowed the breath of life, And she knelt over the earth And gave to man the winds of Wisdom. And man breathed in. And when he breathed out, the sky darkened, And the sweet air became foul and fetid, And clouds of evil smoke hung low over all the earth. And I turned my face away in shame. And I opened the second seal. And I saw, and beheld the Angel of Water. And between her lips flowed the water of life, And she knelt over the earth And gave to man an ocean of Love. And man entered the clear and shining waters. And when he touched the water, the clear streams darkened, And the crystal waters became thick with slime, And the fish lay gasping in the foul blackness, And all creatures died of thirst. And I turned my face away in shame. And I opened the third seal. And I saw, and beheld the Angel of Sun. And between her lips flowed the light of life, And she knelt over the earth And gave to man the fires of Power. And the strength of the sun entered the heart of man, And he took the power, and made with it a false sun, And, lo, he spread the fires of destruction, Burning the forests, laying waste the green valleys, Leaving only charred bones of his brothers. And I turned my face away in shame. And I opened the fourth seal. And I saw, and beheld the Angel of Joy. And between her lips flowed the music of life, And she knelt over the earth And gave to man the song of Peace. And peace and joy like music Flowed through the soul of man. But he heard only the harsh discord of sadness and discontent, And he lifted up his sword And cut off the hands of the peacemakers, And lifted it up once again And cut off the heads of the singers. And I turned my face away in shame. And I opened the fifth seal. And I saw, and beheld the Angel of Life. And between her lips Flowed the holy alliance between God and Man, And she knelt over the earth And gave to man the gift of Creation. And man created a sickle of iron in the shape of a serpent, And the harvest he reaped was hunger and death. And I turned my face away in shame. And I opened the sixth seal. And I saw, and beheld the Angel of Earth. And between her lips flowed the river of Eternal Life, And she knelt over the earth And gave to man the secret of eternity, And told him to open his eyes And behold the mysterious Tree of Life in the Endless Sea. But man lifted his hand and put out his own eyes, And said there was no eternity. And I turned my face away in shame. And I opened the seventh seal. And I saw, and beheld the Angel of the Earthly Mother. And she brought with her a message of blazing light From the throne of the Heavenly Father. And this message was for the ears of man alone, He who walks between earth and heaven. And into the ear Of man was whispered the message. And he did not hear. But I did not turn away my face in shame. Lo, I reached forth my hand to the wings of the angel, And I turned my voice to heaven, saying, "Tell me the message. For I would eat of the fruit of the Tree of Life that grows in the Sea of Eternity. And the angel looked upon me with great sadness, And there was silence in heaven. And then I heard a voice, which was like unto the voice Which sounded like a trumpet, saying, "O Man, wouldst thou look upon the evil thou hast wrought, When thou didst turn thy face away from the throne of God, When thou didst not make use of the gifts of the seven Angels of the Earthly Mother And the seven Angels of the Heavenly Father? And a terrible pain seized me as I felt within me The souls of all those who had blinded themselves, So as to see only their own desires of the flesh. And I looked, and lo, 'There appeared a great wonder in heaven: A woman clothed with the sun (Earth), and the moon under her feet, And upon her head a crown of seven stars. And I knew she was the source of running streams And the Mother of the Forests. And I stood upon the sand of the sea, And saw a beast rise up out of the sea, And from his nostrils wafted foul and loathsome air, And where he rose from the sea the clear waters turned to slime, And his body was covered with black and steaming stone. And the woman clothed with the sun' Reached out her arms to the beast, And the beast drew near and embraced her. And lo, her skin of pearl withered beneath his foul breath, And her back wa s broken by his arms of crushing rock, And with tears of blood she sank into the pool of slime. And from the mouth of the beast there poured armies Of men, Brandishing swords and fighting, one with the other. And they fought with a terrible anger, And they cut off their own limbs and clawed out their eyes, Until they fell into the pit Of slime, Screaming in agony and pain. And I stepped to the edge of the pool and reached down my hand, And I could see the swirling maelstrom of blood,
  18. I've been showing those Swoard youtube videos to all my friends here in the southwest Colorado region and they all have the same reaction, they are extremely impressed. Even my hardcore freestyle friends who think "carving" is lame- stop in their tracks...
  19. Shining blue planet Amidst a storm of suns In the infinite sea Galaxies looking back to the begining
  20. Don't worry, my time is short here. I usually burn my bridges pretty fast... Its hard watching them burn in the rear view mirror. "So, wait. Are they Austrian/German, and you are the American? From ALL those pics it sure seems like there is some sort of alliance between you guys. Pics are a little strange to say the least."------Ace No, we are all f.... up Americans- in what's left of the country A.B. (After Bush).
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