A gloriously expensive weekend this has been. To start off, Friday morning I arose to the scream of my alarm clock and got my tired ass out of bed and dressed to go sit out side the Lino Lakes Gamestop for my Nintento Wii preorder. I arrived to find my place in line 4th from the front; a place which garunteed I would be able to put some money down on that little white box. The time leading up to that consisted of driving while listening to some Motion City and eating a hot and tasty Sausage McMuffin from Mcdonalds.
Funny events are awesome, and I experienced one while in line to pick up my food. Fiddiling with my iPod, I wasn’t witness to the actual event itself; but rather to the aftermath which was just as funny. A loud tudd followed by a grinding noise drew my attention away from my musical device and I looked up just in time to see the front left tire of a Ford F-150 roll and hop down the street parallel to the drive-through line. This thing was truckin’ (no pun intended) and came to a rest only after traveling a good 200 yards up the street and nearly colliding with 2 other vehicles.
“HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!” I thought as I saw the guy get out of his truck, smack the hood of his car, and say words that you probably would never want to here your grandmother say. The best part of the whole experience was the fact that he had a Percision Tune Auto Care uniform on….I don’t think I will be going to them for my next tire rotation; that much is certain.
Aside from that the wait for my Wii wasn’t too eventful. The woman that was first in line had been waiting there since 6:00 in the damn morning, and she was only picking it up for her kid. That my friends, is dedication. If I asked my mother to go stand in 40 degree weather for 4 hours to make sure I got a video game, she would probably smack me in the head for being so stupid, then laugh at the result.
I traded in 3 games along with my pre-order of a Wii, extra controller, and Zelda: Twilight Princess. I was disgusted to find out that I got a grand total of $6.50 for all three of them; not including the 10 dollar credit which you receive when you trade in three games at a time. I was cool with it though since they probably had more use to me as coasters then they did as interactive entertainment. I got Jordan as my Wii pimp of the day and after some chit chat and a swipe of the VISA, I walked out of there with a receipt and high hopes that a white controller would be in my hands in as little time as 36 days.
The next large spending sequence of the weekend came around 4:30 as I pulled up to a piece of shit Honda Accord in the Super America parking lot off of Brooklyn Blvd. I felt like a drug deal was going on, or better yet some type of illegal firearm purchases. This dude was straight up wanna be gangsta and I could tell it from the start. He opened up the back of his car and revealed to me, “The Goods.” <– Actual Quote.
The back of his car consisted of… a spare tire, a case of the shittiest “ammunition” (another actual quote) you could buy for a paintball gun, a JT X-Fire mask that he explained to be the best you could buy for the sport, enough trash to fill a small dumpster and 3 snowboards stacked on top of each other; one of which being his friends.
He exclaimed that these were his babies and he was saddened that he had to let them go, yet he had to save up enough money to trade in the piece of shit ride he already owned for one similar in shitiness value. As he pulled these things out I knew he didn’t give a shit about the art of snowboarding or the boards for that matter. Asking me what I thought in the common gangsta language of his hood and I couldn’t help but laugh when I suggested that they looked like absolute shit.
Bargaining went down for awhile as I examined the boards for all the things I could call him out on and lower the overall cost of my purchase. He originally wanted $150 firm for the boards and bindings each, yet after he realized that I knew a thing or two about the quality of snowboard equipment he opened up his “reasonable price” field. In the end I walked out with two Cruzers, a set of Cartels, Freestyles, and Eponics, and a Michi Albin for $200 bucks; all Burton Equipment.
All three sets of binds are in great condition with the exception of the Cartels which are missing the back hieght adjustment rachets; not a big deal at all since most people don’t bother with them to begin with. The Albin (158) was unfortunately completely unridable, and the Cruzers (151 and 155) were in some bad shape; yet with the help of some epoxy, all has been made well.
The last series of spending came in the form of the Rochester Ski Swap. The swap itself was as it suggests, mostly ski equipment; yet there was a small section of paradise set aside for all of the snowboarding brothas out there. Here I found a Flex 157 Head that had my name written all over it; perfect for park riding. In similar respect to park riding I also found myself a perfectly sized insulated helmet in like new condition; all I had to do was remove the marker placed in the back that suggested “This Helmet Belongs to Adam G.”. Good deal. Next was a new set of Scott goggles that I needed badly. Goggles for the most part were brought in by one of the local shops from the area which meant they were all brand new at a used price. I scored some nice looking smoke pair and yet again was on my merry way.
Since Jordan’s board was deemed unridable and best suited as some type of bench; my eye turned towards a semi stiff board that met his hieght and size characteristics. Coming across a new Avalanche, I immediately grew interest and it wasn’t soon afterwards that I was calling Jordan to confirm that it was in fact the board he wanted me to buy. Score.
The mall followed in similar fashion soon after we departed the swap and it was hear that I came across a Jacket on sale for $80, originally $160 and my new Element hat. Lunch was cool and I came to realize that Sabarro has really good food that fills you up fast.
So in the end, in the period of two days, I have come into ownership of my Wii pre-order, 5 different boards, and 5 different bindings. A good weekend for snowboarding; yet a bad weekend for Jason’s check book.
More to come…