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It ends stupid. Feel free to post and say that you love me even though I didn't get adidas.
.. seriously..
Mosher's Footblog
Sorry to hear about the addidas thing... At least you had the guts to fly all the way out there and do well on the interview. And you got valuable experience with that process and I'm sure it will pay off in the future. Also it sounds like you still have an in with them and you should keep checking back and see if they have an opening. I wish you all the luck in the world with it Tom, but something tells me you won't need it and you will find a way to make it happen.
Always Shreddin
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w/ new additions (Casey, Alex, Eddie, and Shawnell)
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Eugene Footbag Association (Orton, Nasty, Me)
w/ new additions (Casey, Alex, Eddie, and Shawnell)
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first time post in your blog!! Hey how about a visit to either Rochester or Syracuse!?!? You realize the last time we played in the same circle was at the first KICKASS, right? Not good. Heh I just realized Matt asked when you'd be visiting. Oops. So? WHEN!!!
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Syracuse, New York - The connecting point to footbaggers in the NE and Canada. We make pancakes and air conditioners.
Syracuse, New York - The connecting point to footbaggers in the NE and Canada. We make pancakes and air conditioners.
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mosher
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Stuff has been great!
I forgot to mention it, but the day I got the bad news I had gone to give blood and realized I forgot my ID at home so I couldn't donate. I got home from that feeling sorta sucky and then got the blow from adidas and I was pretty down.
I guess I was feeling some real heavy feelings all day, I knew it was stupid to let it get me all down, but it was impossible to avoid feeling the hit.
I've got some pretty big plans still.
I think I know the direction this is going to take, there's still lots of work ahead.
I was feeling sorta blue, but that night was 905 SHRED night and I had to be happy tom for the team. The evening was actually really fun, there was a great turnout and we all had lots of fun.
I still havn't said anything back to adidas, it's just this fucking lurching giant that's so hard to approach and I can't help but feel different towards it now. I don't know, maybe that wasn't the direction we were supposed to take at this time. Maybe some day when footbag has blown up independant of them they will come crawling back. Whatever the case, I think that other routes should be explored at this point.
I had a thought too, with a company like adidas there is VERY limited flexibility, the process involved in making any shoe is about 2 years up to the point where they have to commit to making it formally or not. Above that, they need to be able to sell 40,000 pairs of said shoes in order to reclaim their investment and start making money.
FOURTY THOUSAND PAIRS!!!
How many active freestylers are there today? Like, way under 10,000 total probably. And of course only like, 10% of them would buy any footbag shoe (being very optimistic). This is all just to illustrate that we are not the kind of thing that adidas is going to be interested in for a long time.
So what does that mean? It means that we need to throw our support at the people who are making the most ground towards footbag legitimacy: Planet Footbag.
It would thrill me to move to Europe to commit myself and my endless passion to the quantum project. The second version of the shoe is already a considerable improvement and I think it'd only take some simple changes to really be something that we could fall in love with.
Hmm.. I didn't expect to type all that.
I really need to give Jan Zimmermann a call, I wonder if his phone number is on .org...
Big ideas!
I forgot to mention it, but the day I got the bad news I had gone to give blood and realized I forgot my ID at home so I couldn't donate. I got home from that feeling sorta sucky and then got the blow from adidas and I was pretty down.
I guess I was feeling some real heavy feelings all day, I knew it was stupid to let it get me all down, but it was impossible to avoid feeling the hit.
I've got some pretty big plans still.
I think I know the direction this is going to take, there's still lots of work ahead.
I was feeling sorta blue, but that night was 905 SHRED night and I had to be happy tom for the team. The evening was actually really fun, there was a great turnout and we all had lots of fun.
I still havn't said anything back to adidas, it's just this fucking lurching giant that's so hard to approach and I can't help but feel different towards it now. I don't know, maybe that wasn't the direction we were supposed to take at this time. Maybe some day when footbag has blown up independant of them they will come crawling back. Whatever the case, I think that other routes should be explored at this point.
I had a thought too, with a company like adidas there is VERY limited flexibility, the process involved in making any shoe is about 2 years up to the point where they have to commit to making it formally or not. Above that, they need to be able to sell 40,000 pairs of said shoes in order to reclaim their investment and start making money.
FOURTY THOUSAND PAIRS!!!
How many active freestylers are there today? Like, way under 10,000 total probably. And of course only like, 10% of them would buy any footbag shoe (being very optimistic). This is all just to illustrate that we are not the kind of thing that adidas is going to be interested in for a long time.
So what does that mean? It means that we need to throw our support at the people who are making the most ground towards footbag legitimacy: Planet Footbag.
It would thrill me to move to Europe to commit myself and my endless passion to the quantum project. The second version of the shoe is already a considerable improvement and I think it'd only take some simple changes to really be something that we could fall in love with.
Hmm.. I didn't expect to type all that.
I really need to give Jan Zimmermann a call, I wonder if his phone number is on .org...
Big ideas!
Tom Mosher
hate is a waste of passion!
hate is a waste of passion!
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I forgot where I was going with the story! Now I remember.
I fucked up giving blood by forgetting my ID so I made good on the sitch and went back the next day! Bam!
The nurse lady said that I was the fastest rookie donor she had ever had! She said that was an indication of good veins and shit!
Factoid: the triage nurse lady said that my birthday was the EXACT same (day, month and year) as her sons and she'd never met anyone from that day before.
Oh, but on a sad note. While I was making good on my blood stuff, I was also accidentally standing Vida up. We had made plans to hang out on Thursday (I thought) and I was all prepared for that. Well, wednesday night comes and I message Vida asking about our Thursday plans she informed me that our thursday plans were actually wednesday plans and that I had unfortunately stood her up by accident. So I was flabergasted and checked my calendar thingy, she was totally right and I totally fucked up. I suck!
So we have plans for tomorrow (saturday) afternoon to hang out before I go to my first ever Alleycat in toronto!
Oooohh!! There will be fixies everywhere!!!!!!!!
For those that don't know (which is probably basically all of you) an alleycat is a race through a city on bikes that are usually organized by bike messengers for bike messengers. But this is not always strictly the case and some alleycats are for anyone.
I will be going out to check it out and to meet the Toronto riders, all of whom I havn't met yet but sorta half know from the fixie forum.
Woo! Bikes!
I gotta go make sure my bike isn't gonna fall apart on me.
Today I went and hung out with Pengpeng all day and it was the best. She really treats me awesome and we have been getting along super.
We ate waaaaay too much again! We went to a mongolian grill where you get to just fill up bowls with any ingredients you want and then they grill it and you eat it. All you can eat! Peng goes crazy at these places! Hehe, maybe it was the big joint we smoked right before heading in.
My sister wants the compy, see ya modified!
I fucked up giving blood by forgetting my ID so I made good on the sitch and went back the next day! Bam!
The nurse lady said that I was the fastest rookie donor she had ever had! She said that was an indication of good veins and shit!
Factoid: the triage nurse lady said that my birthday was the EXACT same (day, month and year) as her sons and she'd never met anyone from that day before.
Oh, but on a sad note. While I was making good on my blood stuff, I was also accidentally standing Vida up. We had made plans to hang out on Thursday (I thought) and I was all prepared for that. Well, wednesday night comes and I message Vida asking about our Thursday plans she informed me that our thursday plans were actually wednesday plans and that I had unfortunately stood her up by accident. So I was flabergasted and checked my calendar thingy, she was totally right and I totally fucked up. I suck!
So we have plans for tomorrow (saturday) afternoon to hang out before I go to my first ever Alleycat in toronto!
Oooohh!! There will be fixies everywhere!!!!!!!!
For those that don't know (which is probably basically all of you) an alleycat is a race through a city on bikes that are usually organized by bike messengers for bike messengers. But this is not always strictly the case and some alleycats are for anyone.
I will be going out to check it out and to meet the Toronto riders, all of whom I havn't met yet but sorta half know from the fixie forum.
Woo! Bikes!
I gotta go make sure my bike isn't gonna fall apart on me.
Today I went and hung out with Pengpeng all day and it was the best. She really treats me awesome and we have been getting along super.
We ate waaaaay too much again! We went to a mongolian grill where you get to just fill up bowls with any ingredients you want and then they grill it and you eat it. All you can eat! Peng goes crazy at these places! Hehe, maybe it was the big joint we smoked right before heading in.
My sister wants the compy, see ya modified!
Tom Mosher
hate is a waste of passion!
hate is a waste of passion!
Keep up with that flare and optomism in your head at all times. Whenever I see you in person, I would get so enthusiastic and excited about everything, especially footbag. There will be times that a sad Tom Tom may come up, but you're a fighter! Bash that mother fucker down!
Waylon.
Waylon.
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"Footbag can be pretty frustrating when it's supposed to be fun. I was partly driven by this forum - practice, practice, practice... As that is true, I think someone can be too focused on progressing and training that they miss the fun aspect of it." - Bander87
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Don't worry Wayway, I am happy as heck!
Today when I was visiting Pengpeng in Markham after we ate and walked around a bit we went to the skatepark and she cheered me on while I ripped a few tricks out.
Juuuust as we arrived this whole skatecamp of kids showed up! It was still okay though, I am big and fast enough to plow my own path now.
The other day I went skateboarding with my old buddy Chad Morgan, we had this big long dilema of not being able to find him a board to use until I came up with the perfect solution. The last time I'd gone out skating was with Chad Landry of The 905 and he decided he hated skating... this meant that his brand new setup was left unused! So I called him up and he said SURE and we were off to the races so to speak!
I felt really really bad at one point... I was going for this one trick that I'd been trying a few times, it was the trick that required me to be going the fastest of any tricks I was trying that day. I dropped in from the first of two speed gaining banks, just as I crested the second one where I would really pick up some mean speed.. I noticed that a 10 yearold kid and me were on a direct collision path with basically no escape routes!!
So I had no choice but to drop into the second bank gain a shit ton of speed and just hop off my board in time to collide full on with him and flatten him!!
I super appologized and gave him a hand getting up but he was still super shaken.
I could tell I hurt him pretty bad too. He really tried to not show it but he was limping bad. I think his knee went into my shin because that was our hardest point of contact. Anyways, he limped all the way up the ramps and past me giving me this odd look that I can't forget, and he limped all the way to his parents car and left.
Geez, I hope I didn't spook the kid from skating. Keep at it little shredder!
Aw man, the beat just kicked in, I love this song!
Today when I was visiting Pengpeng in Markham after we ate and walked around a bit we went to the skatepark and she cheered me on while I ripped a few tricks out.
Juuuust as we arrived this whole skatecamp of kids showed up! It was still okay though, I am big and fast enough to plow my own path now.
The other day I went skateboarding with my old buddy Chad Morgan, we had this big long dilema of not being able to find him a board to use until I came up with the perfect solution. The last time I'd gone out skating was with Chad Landry of The 905 and he decided he hated skating... this meant that his brand new setup was left unused! So I called him up and he said SURE and we were off to the races so to speak!
I felt really really bad at one point... I was going for this one trick that I'd been trying a few times, it was the trick that required me to be going the fastest of any tricks I was trying that day. I dropped in from the first of two speed gaining banks, just as I crested the second one where I would really pick up some mean speed.. I noticed that a 10 yearold kid and me were on a direct collision path with basically no escape routes!!
So I had no choice but to drop into the second bank gain a shit ton of speed and just hop off my board in time to collide full on with him and flatten him!!
I super appologized and gave him a hand getting up but he was still super shaken.
I could tell I hurt him pretty bad too. He really tried to not show it but he was limping bad. I think his knee went into my shin because that was our hardest point of contact. Anyways, he limped all the way up the ramps and past me giving me this odd look that I can't forget, and he limped all the way to his parents car and left.
Geez, I hope I didn't spook the kid from skating. Keep at it little shredder!
Aw man, the beat just kicked in, I love this song!
Tom Mosher
hate is a waste of passion!
hate is a waste of passion!
mr. mosher
man i love reading your blog, it just reminds me of good times...
sucks about the adidas thing I was really excited for you.
Worlds hey?? So you're gonna kick some serious asses hey? I forgot how to speak canadian english properly hey? Or did I hey? Yeah man take care when you're in those USAs
Here I'll go and play footbag with the Melbourne crew today, take care mate
oh yeah enjoy footbag and that alleycat
jippe
man i love reading your blog, it just reminds me of good times...
sucks about the adidas thing I was really excited for you.
Worlds hey?? So you're gonna kick some serious asses hey? I forgot how to speak canadian english properly hey? Or did I hey? Yeah man take care when you're in those USAs
Here I'll go and play footbag with the Melbourne crew today, take care mate
oh yeah enjoy footbag and that alleycat
jippe
Hey Tom have you ever had hot pot?
It is just the same as your grilling, you get as much as you want and you cook it yourself, but you boil everything in a broth. It's awesome. I thought of it because there is an amazing place called Mongolian Hot Pot in Markham. Maybe Peng already knows it.
There is nothing like that here in Winnipeg, so I was so excited when I got to go. We have to do our own homemade hot pot.
It is just the same as your grilling, you get as much as you want and you cook it yourself, but you boil everything in a broth. It's awesome. I thought of it because there is an amazing place called Mongolian Hot Pot in Markham. Maybe Peng already knows it.
There is nothing like that here in Winnipeg, so I was so excited when I got to go. We have to do our own homemade hot pot.
hey tom,
i just caught up to page 80,
that sucks for the adidas. but your over it now, so i hope pf can hook you up with a project.
mongolian grills are the shit!! me and holly have a favy one here in TN, that we go to like once a month, and eat till we cant move. then we get a to go bowl
super props for donating blood. i wouldnt do that. id sell it.
i hope you and pengpeng have been stitching, i want to see some amaretta moshers/ppds.
20 more days!
be safe on your alleycat race!
i just caught up to page 80,
that sucks for the adidas. but your over it now, so i hope pf can hook you up with a project.
mongolian grills are the shit!! me and holly have a favy one here in TN, that we go to like once a month, and eat till we cant move. then we get a to go bowl
super props for donating blood. i wouldnt do that. id sell it.
i hope you and pengpeng have been stitching, i want to see some amaretta moshers/ppds.
20 more days!
be safe on your alleycat race!
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The alleycat was insane!!
I will tell the story of the whole day since it was all pretty good.
Unlike most days I actually had a bunch of shit planned. I was up at 8 AM and went out garage sale-ing in the hopes of finding more sweet bikes, no luck unfortunately. That was all fine and fun but pretty uneventful, I just like doing the saturday morning garage sale circuit.
Right after that I caught a train into Toronto to meet up with Alex Venis (snowblindsloth) for some hackysack. We played in Dundas Square which was veeery high traffic, but not impossible. I don't think I had any highlights other than hitting scop bsos again.
After shred we went and got some food together. Man, that kid is fuckin saucy. Our humors feed off eachother and it just winds up getting really absurd super fast. Good kid. His shred is way improved too, go alex!
After shred with alex I biked over to the corner of Queen and Spadina to meet up with Vida Shredita, who keen blog readers will remember from my past. We had a great time hanging out, we hadn't hung out in like.. over a year at least and we were overdue.
At one point we were walking along and decided to turn into some park that looked inviting. A few minutes earlier I had been describing slack line and how it works..... then all the sudden we came upon 3 slack lines set up!!! Totally by fluke I got to meet the Toronto slack line community and they were super nice! I even tried out their lines and had mild success. If anything would reinforce my desire to get into slack line this is it!
We got hungry and got a bite to eat. 'A beer' turned into a pitcher and then that pitcher turned into two, perfect preparation for a balls to the wall street race.
Eventually it came time to head to the place where the race would be starting. I got to the bar but didn't see anyone or anything that made sense. I decided to circle the bar to make sure, when I got to the back I was treated to a delightful sight, SHIT TONS of fucking track bikes!!! They were all so fucking slick and decked out, I was wicked jealous.
It turns out that all the people in that community are also awesome! Many of them were crazy stylish and tattooed and tough and stuff but they still welcomed me. I was sure glad I wore my awesomest tight pants!
They were all real supportive and encouraged me to participate in the race. I was sorta nervous because the premise of the race was to rip around to all these bars I'd never heard of on streets I wasn't familiar with. I decided that the only way I would finish the race was if I picked someone and just stuck to them like glue. Right before the race started I grabbed one of the loaner helmets, better safe than sorry.
The race started with everyones bikes laying down together with us off to the side, he yelled start and we all bolted for our bikes. Right away I lost the dude I was going to be following and had to scramble to figure out what to do. I didn't have ANY idea where I was going, I just picked this one set of blinky lights in front of me and stayed locked on. The dude I picked to follow was brutal fast!!! He went faster than I EVER go, but he held that pace the whole race!! We ripped from stop to stop getting the various signatures and silly shit that was required at each stop.
I still can't believe how aggressive we were riding! Like, faster than the cars in most cases and that speed basically right up to a light at which point you kill off some speed by skip stopping and then skidding enough to check if there is a hole for you to dart through, no matter what colour the light was!
And like.. I really had no choice. It was either ride as insane as the other dude or I was lost with no direction in a giant unknown city. At one pit stop I was a little slow getting out my sheet that they sign and I fell back half a kilometer from my dude and had to scramble and blow through reds to catch up.
Anyways, the race took us about 45 minutes and I managed to make it back death free.
By completing the race I got a spoke card to put in my wheels. Spoke cards are wicked stylish and are supposed to signify that you've participated in an alleycat.
Basically all the bikes were fixed gears, it was SO amazing to see so many in one place! After the race there were a few hours of goofing off on our fun bikes and just hanging out.
Fixed gears allow you to do some stuff you can't do on normal bikes, those things turn into contests at alleycats. They also held a trackstand contest that I took 5th in. The contest was to trackstand for a minute, then take one hand off, then after another minute take the other hand off, after a minute remove a foot etc. I fell shortly after the no-hand point because I was off balance going into it.
After trackstands came the skid competition. It was pretty informal, we just ripped through a parking lot, took a hard right, then commit to your skid! (you skid a fixed gear by locking you legs, this involves NO brakes)
I got second in the skid comp! yay!
Everyone really liked the silly tricks I could do also. I've got a whole bunch of silly tricks involving fixies and juggling that nobody else in the world is doing yet. Fuck, I am so cool!
Eventually all the fun ended and we all went our own ways. I biked east down Queen street with one of the friends I had made. It was cool biking in the city after I had gone through that insane race, it made normal biking seem so casual!
A short ride later I got to Vida's place and passed out, what a long day!
I will tell the story of the whole day since it was all pretty good.
Unlike most days I actually had a bunch of shit planned. I was up at 8 AM and went out garage sale-ing in the hopes of finding more sweet bikes, no luck unfortunately. That was all fine and fun but pretty uneventful, I just like doing the saturday morning garage sale circuit.
Right after that I caught a train into Toronto to meet up with Alex Venis (snowblindsloth) for some hackysack. We played in Dundas Square which was veeery high traffic, but not impossible. I don't think I had any highlights other than hitting scop bsos again.
After shred we went and got some food together. Man, that kid is fuckin saucy. Our humors feed off eachother and it just winds up getting really absurd super fast. Good kid. His shred is way improved too, go alex!
After shred with alex I biked over to the corner of Queen and Spadina to meet up with Vida Shredita, who keen blog readers will remember from my past. We had a great time hanging out, we hadn't hung out in like.. over a year at least and we were overdue.
At one point we were walking along and decided to turn into some park that looked inviting. A few minutes earlier I had been describing slack line and how it works..... then all the sudden we came upon 3 slack lines set up!!! Totally by fluke I got to meet the Toronto slack line community and they were super nice! I even tried out their lines and had mild success. If anything would reinforce my desire to get into slack line this is it!
We got hungry and got a bite to eat. 'A beer' turned into a pitcher and then that pitcher turned into two, perfect preparation for a balls to the wall street race.
Eventually it came time to head to the place where the race would be starting. I got to the bar but didn't see anyone or anything that made sense. I decided to circle the bar to make sure, when I got to the back I was treated to a delightful sight, SHIT TONS of fucking track bikes!!! They were all so fucking slick and decked out, I was wicked jealous.
It turns out that all the people in that community are also awesome! Many of them were crazy stylish and tattooed and tough and stuff but they still welcomed me. I was sure glad I wore my awesomest tight pants!
They were all real supportive and encouraged me to participate in the race. I was sorta nervous because the premise of the race was to rip around to all these bars I'd never heard of on streets I wasn't familiar with. I decided that the only way I would finish the race was if I picked someone and just stuck to them like glue. Right before the race started I grabbed one of the loaner helmets, better safe than sorry.
The race started with everyones bikes laying down together with us off to the side, he yelled start and we all bolted for our bikes. Right away I lost the dude I was going to be following and had to scramble to figure out what to do. I didn't have ANY idea where I was going, I just picked this one set of blinky lights in front of me and stayed locked on. The dude I picked to follow was brutal fast!!! He went faster than I EVER go, but he held that pace the whole race!! We ripped from stop to stop getting the various signatures and silly shit that was required at each stop.
I still can't believe how aggressive we were riding! Like, faster than the cars in most cases and that speed basically right up to a light at which point you kill off some speed by skip stopping and then skidding enough to check if there is a hole for you to dart through, no matter what colour the light was!
And like.. I really had no choice. It was either ride as insane as the other dude or I was lost with no direction in a giant unknown city. At one pit stop I was a little slow getting out my sheet that they sign and I fell back half a kilometer from my dude and had to scramble and blow through reds to catch up.
Anyways, the race took us about 45 minutes and I managed to make it back death free.
By completing the race I got a spoke card to put in my wheels. Spoke cards are wicked stylish and are supposed to signify that you've participated in an alleycat.
Basically all the bikes were fixed gears, it was SO amazing to see so many in one place! After the race there were a few hours of goofing off on our fun bikes and just hanging out.
Fixed gears allow you to do some stuff you can't do on normal bikes, those things turn into contests at alleycats. They also held a trackstand contest that I took 5th in. The contest was to trackstand for a minute, then take one hand off, then after another minute take the other hand off, after a minute remove a foot etc. I fell shortly after the no-hand point because I was off balance going into it.
After trackstands came the skid competition. It was pretty informal, we just ripped through a parking lot, took a hard right, then commit to your skid! (you skid a fixed gear by locking you legs, this involves NO brakes)
I got second in the skid comp! yay!
Everyone really liked the silly tricks I could do also. I've got a whole bunch of silly tricks involving fixies and juggling that nobody else in the world is doing yet. Fuck, I am so cool!
Eventually all the fun ended and we all went our own ways. I biked east down Queen street with one of the friends I had made. It was cool biking in the city after I had gone through that insane race, it made normal biking seem so casual!
A short ride later I got to Vida's place and passed out, what a long day!
Tom Mosher
hate is a waste of passion!
hate is a waste of passion!
Jesus, you ARE really that cool.
I just felt like popping by, to say that just when I thought your bag couldn't get any better, I washed it and put on some patching tape and it feels like this bag broke in a second time. I am really hoping I can say I competed in worlds using a mosher! Especially such a sweet german one!
Congratulations on keeping up with a guy that was way above your level, in cross country I used to try and do the same, and I can only imagine how much worse your situation was when you didn't even know the route!
I just felt like popping by, to say that just when I thought your bag couldn't get any better, I washed it and put on some patching tape and it feels like this bag broke in a second time. I am really hoping I can say I competed in worlds using a mosher! Especially such a sweet german one!
Congratulations on keeping up with a guy that was way above your level, in cross country I used to try and do the same, and I can only imagine how much worse your situation was when you didn't even know the route!
Jay Boychuk
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