Friday, November 26, 2010

Looks like they're going to make it after all.

I don't care much for children, or people from Michigan......However, this, this is something to see:

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Thursday, November 18, 2010

David Thomas Snags Another

It's Dave's birthday today. If you catch him, be sure to give him a hug.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010


The hard work on the streets was Randy Ploesser. The hard work behind a computer was Dave Uthus, and Randy helped. Give it up for both of them. Great dam jobs!!


Sunday, November 14, 2010


Anders birthday is today, please hug this handsome fella if ya see him. He's growing up so fast.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Good Old Tim...

A bit more video on this rainy whateverthefuck day it is, compliments of the inveterate ripper, Such Luck Tim, a Such Luck / Dude Life / Buster Bear collabo for the ages. Nice work, Ryan. Nice work, Nick. Nice work, Tim and Nate and Alex and the rest of yous.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Going south for days.

This gem of a park is in Perryville, Mo. We went. Just go, or just dream.

Ptown. from David Thomas on Vimeo.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

A Hearty Round of Applause

We would be remiss if we didn't chime in with a few words of congratulations to Randy "Fuck Your Tricks I'm Just Gonna Go Head and Nosepick The Brooklyn Banks" Ploesser. It's no secret that the Dudes here feel nothing but respect for his "I Know My Jacket Isn't Zipped, Thanks, But See I Want it to Billow Behind Me While I Skate" style, and his nose, and his tri-striped shoes, but with the official announcement of his addition to The High Five there's finally, thank God, some legitimacy to our affection. No longer will thinking of Randy mean thinking of David Loy! And while this likely means fewer St. Louisans rocking gently used Birdhouse 8.75 inchers, we can't help but believe Mr. "I'll No Comply Anywhere For A Dollar and a Dream" and The High Five are a match made in somewhere very good indeed. Here's one for you, Randall: a true gentleman, tall person, educator, and drinker.

And with baited breath we await 11.15.10, the day P-Rod will iTune his way through slug-paced tech demi-Godhood. But also! Something else, it would seem, if we're to believe this welcome video by Dude Life's own Mr. Uthus...

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

More is Less

(A few photographic additions to the other Dave's Perryville/ St. Louis Post)
Have you been to St. Louis or Perryville is a place where beer is stored in safe deposit boxes we stocked up with our favorite convenience store perishables en route there were a few who hadn't been there Nick knew to don his best hat because love and ice live together we all headed to Perryville from St. Louis natives, Randy and Joe traveled in Joe's truck Randy dreamed of beautiful women and expensive automobiles to drive safely home.

That election was fucking depressing. So let's talk about Halloween instead.

A 'larper' and Animal discuss why John Boehner might be the antichrist.

Not sure what that first person is, then we have Slim Goodbody, Zombie Joey Ramone, Vincent Van Gogh, some sort of Cat/Human hybrid and a skate rat. Just getting started.

Viva la Friendzone

Skate rat mall grab. Epic. Bearded lady.

Joaquin Phoenix with the Cat/human hybrid guy.

Joaquin Phoenix with Laura Palmer's dad.

Joey shouldn't have done all those drugs in the eighties. Same for his sister the mime.

Some sort of Mister Rogers/Giraffe hybrid leering at Slim Goodbody, feeling around inside plastic bag.

Animal and Joaquin Phoenix.

A gnome. You find these magical little guys at all the best parties in Chicago.

Fortunately for Mr. Phoenix the outcome of this bout was not recorded.

It really wore him out.

The bearded lady gets the @#$% down.

Laura Palmer's dad, Moby Dick (Ahab was around too, but was unrecorded by this camera. Or maybe it was Ishmael...I didn't get a look at his leg.) and Animal. Are they dancing? Just Chillin'?

A Unicorn, Something this writer is too old to understand, a turtle with tits and the skate rat.

Mimes used to be so polite.

No more bullshit for the cat/human hybrid (the republicans are going to outlaw that shit, anyway). He loses his cat and gets the F@#K down old school.

Dancing, hard liquor. In times like these, what else is there?

The Incredible Hulk thinks about whether, if he starts dancing, he might accidentally destroy the house.

People started biting each other and it was obviously time to go.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

PerryLouis trip.

Babyface Jack.
One foot pivot to fakie, Bobby.
Dudes at shitside.
Smithy by Mits.
Catfish by Dolphin.

Here are some out of focus photos I captured along the way on our trip down south. "No, I have not finished the edit yet of Feltz being detroyed." geeeez