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Nombre: Robert
Edad: 32
I write and skateboard. I skateboard and write. Sometimes I film and edit video and shoot photos.
Ciudad: Laguna Beach
Cuidad natal: Bloomfield, NJ
País: Estados Unidos
Profesión: Writer/Journalist/editor of etnies.com/esfootwear.com
Empresas: RobBrink.com, eS, etnies, The Skateboard Mag, Missbehave, Mass Appeal
Intereses y aficiones: Heres to the crazy ones. The misfits; the rebels; the troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules and they have no respect for the status quo.You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you cant do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
Skateboarder, writer, shy, green and earth tones, 80s clubs, life's absurdities, asking Why? workaholic, green tea, butterflies, turtles, seahorses, ladybugs and other faggy, cute and creepy little insects and animals, Hoboken, NJ and Vancouver, BC are my two favorite cities, argyle socks, the smell of coconut, outdoor dining, my dads old pinstripe and flowered shirts, foliage, cajun food & blues, waldorf salads and shrimp cocktail, hipsters are morons and fuck Morrissey, I don't wear underwear, napping, polka dots, I hate mint and talking on the phone, three days in Costa Rica away from everything with friends was the best three days of my life, fuck your crazes--whatever they may be for the month, forests, never grow up, cute girls are better than hot girls, good lipstick, cute glasses, flowers and other cute girlie hair accessories, I'm afraid of the ocean and most natural bodies of water but I've saved two people from drowning, throwing food is fun, music without lyrics, malarkey, shenanigans, hi-jinx, riff raff, tomfoolery, people frequently think I'm gay and have had a nose job... neither are true, after about 15 years I'm still trying to get frontside flips properly, I believed in God until I saw a 31 year old man die of a heart attack in church when I was about 8 years old, I've made it past 31, I miss NJ, I love the fall, I don't do holidays... Valentine's Day is total bullshit so is Los Angeles, fly-on-the-wall observant, I wanted to be a Forest Ranger in a national park before I failed my first two semesters of college and switched to English, no... I've never been married and Lucas isn't my son, my heart is on my sleeve.
Dude, you are strangely and serendipitously one of the Major spokes in my world, at the moment, in more ways than you could possibly realize... --Cintra Wilson
Say hello to everything you've left behind, its even more a part of your life now that you can't touch it. --Failure
Maybe sugarcubes seem pleasing just because they are gone, and that kind of detail brings you pleasure only as a contemplated lost thing, the pleasing nature of it is realized only because of its absence. --Dana Spiotta
And another thing... no matter how much you think you love somebody, you'll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close. --Chuck Palahniuk
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me. --C.S. Lewis
It appears the countless women born between the years of 1965 and 1978 are in love with John Cusack. I cannot fathom how he isn't the number-one box-office-star in America, because every straight girl I know would sell her soul to share a milkshake with that motherfucker. For upwardly mobile women in their twenties and thirties, John Cusack is the neo-Elvis. But here's what none of these upwardly mobile women seem to realize: They don't love John Cusack. They love Lloyd Dobler...
...Coldplay, a British pop group whose success derives from their ability to write melodramatic alt-rock songs about fake love. It does not matter that Coldplay is absolutely the shittiest fucking band I've heard in my entire fucking life, or that they sound like a mediocre copy of Travis (who sound like a mediocre copy of Radiohead), or that their greatest fucking artistic achievement is a video where their blandly attractive frontman walks on a beach on a cloudy fucking afternoon. None of that matters. What matters is that Coldplay manufactures fake love as frenetically as the Ford fucking Motor Company manufactures Mustangs. --Chuck Klosterman
Películas y espectáculos: Fight Club. Elizabethtown. Natural Born Killers. The Thin Red Line. Last Temptation of Christ. Passion of the Christ. Magnolia. Shawshank Redemption. 21 Grams. Requiem for a Dream. Seven. Memento. Friday Night Lights. Immortal Beloved. Amadeus. Thank You For Smoking. Rad and any Skateboarding film. Howard TV. Peanuts specials and the Food Network.
Música: Tool. Explosions in the Sky. Depeche Mode. Deftones. Godspeed You! Black Emperor. Andrew W.K. A Silver Mt. Zion. The Red Sparowes. Mogwai. Pelican. The Cure. Ministry. Underworld. Enigk. Mindless Self Indulgence. M83. Placebo. The sounds a skateboard makes. Lucas laughing. Thunderstorms. Shit breaking.
Libros: Invisible Monsters. The Giving Tree. Charlie Brown, Snoopy and Peanuts books. A Massive Swelling. Choke. Fight Club. Survivor. Dysfunctional. Private Parts. Miss America. Gentleman Can Wash Their Hands in the Gents by Coe.
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