BSBFB-Approved Exurban Assault Vehicle

The Rhino.



Eco-friendly, too. It gets 45 hogsheads of awesome to the gallon.

Brandy Smash. Shaken, Not Stirred

The true BSBFB maven lives forever in the Wild, Wild, West.

The Best Dogs Come From The Pound

Mutts like me. Mutts, like me.

Rule Number One: Never Use Your Garage For Parking Cars

Rule Number Two: Change the radio station.

I've Completed Your Christmas Shopping List For You Already. You're Welcome

I must speak some blasphemy first: Lego isn't all that great.

Calm down. Long before the nasty little bricks wiped out the building toy landscape, their were lots of modular building sets. And if you've got a little guy or guyette at home, you know that Lego, for all its charms, doesn't often get put together in a free form way. It costs a fortune for a lumpy puzzle, and then gets thrown in a huge bin to wait for the next lumpy puzzle to arrive.

But they're making Girder and Panel sets again! Bridge Street Toys deserves a Nobel Prize, or even a real prize for resurrecting them. Wonderful stuff, and somewhat more like real construction than those dashed bricks.



It was very modern in the sixties. It's more "Modern" now. Feed the inner Mies van der Rohe in your children's soul. Girder and Panel, people!



Don't even get me started on American Bricks.

Hey, Kinder: Go As Fast As You Can At All Times

Because it's all downhill from here.



Franz Klammer, 1976. Honorary Borderline Boy of the day.

The Borderline Boy Knows It's Awesome At The Top Of The Food Chain

Down around the voles: not so much.

What's A Few Jiffies Among Friends?

But He's Not Allowed To Play Tag In The Schoolyard

When I Grow Up I Want To Be A Detriment

The second greatest adventure movie ever made: The Man Who Would Be King.

Leeroy Jenkins! The Original Borderline Sociopathic Warcraft Boy

(A little salty language)


Leeroy understands your games shouldn't require a Gantt chart.

Hundred Yard Dash. Gallon Of Milk. Pound Of Flesh. Four Minute Mile

Jim Ryun ran one -- in high school. He was bound to get better.

Be Bold, Son.

Kid's no worse than the other drivers, all driving on the wrong side of the road like that.

Hey Mister

Hey mister whatcha doin' can I help can I watch hey mister that's a big truck hey mister someday I'll drive a big truck or be a baseball player that has his own truck hey mister is that your name on your shirt hey mister what does is say I can't read.

Hey mister.

Gravity Is Overrated

But the GoPro HD Hero ruggedized camera is not.



Awesome multiple Rocket J. Squirrel barrage towards the end. Once more into the breach, my friends!

Life Finds A Way

You're supposed to feel exhilaration or annoyance when you see skaters and BMX kids; there's not a lot of opinion in between the two camps.

I'm just in amazement that landscapes this barren are inflicted on the human race, and gratified that people still find a way to have fun no matter how hard and humorless looking the surface you cover every inch of everything with.

20,000 Leads Under The Sea

Formerly, if you wanted to mix plumbing and music, you had to play the trombone or the pipe organ or something. Now you can used the Captain Nemo approved Nautilus Steampunk Guitar to play Toccata and Fugue in D minor while you're returning to your undersea lair. D minor is the saddest chord there is, you know.



Thanks to Charles at JohnnyGlendale.com for sending this along.

Remember, Kids: Don't Take No For An Answer

Like Spiderman, Only More Polite And Less Sticky

If The Indianapolis 500 Installs A McDonald's On The Straightaway, This Kid Should Work The Drive-Up Window

The Wimpiest Man Of Steel Ever Was Superman

The rest of them were all pretty tough.

I Tried Not To Smile, Too, And I Haven't Even Knocked My Front Teeth Out With A Chainsaw

I was entirely unsuccessful. I couldn't help but smile at this fellow.

Hey Mom, I'm Workin' At The Quarry Again Today

Say whoo once in your life.

Well, You Have A Sweet Bike. And You're Really Good At Hooking Up With Chicks

Fantastic foto essay over at Defgrip with scads of Polaroids of hot, hot, BMX bike action. The accessory equipment is gloriously limited to a pant-leg clip here and there; the only fashion statements are tube sox; the only hot chick is mom -- but we old dudes don't mind that.


You got like three feet of air that time.

This Guy Is Good

If you're not fluent in Italian, let me translate for you:
The loader operator is eating a sandwich and texting while doing a headstand. He's good.



Thanks to Charles of JohnnyGlendale for sending this one along.

Remember Kids: Safety First!

This fellow is, of course, in no danger at any time. That's because he's smart, and wore his reflective safety vest! Good jerb.



Thanks to my Stumbleupon friend Maxismax for sending this along.

Yours Is The Earth, And Everything That's In It

The First Man In Space Jumped Back Out Of It

They all looked like farmboys, or druggists or something, didn't they?

We're always looking for things on the edges of the map, we humans. Hard to tell exactly who's poking around the margins of possibility at any given time. You hear about it later, generally. Consider Joseph Kittinger. In the 1950s, a man had never been into space. Kittinger said he'd go. In a chair under a balloon. When he got there, he came back the easy way. He jumped.



We love folderol here at the BSBFBoys. Stunts and foolishness, happy tumbles and leaps. But we're in awe of Joseph William Kittinger II, and his two Silver Stars, two Legion of Merits, his six(!)Distinguished Flying Crosses, three Bronze Stars, two Purple Hearts, his Meritorious Service Medal, his twenty-four Air Medals, and his Prisoner of War Medal for his stay in the Hanoi Hilton in Vietnam.

Great Moments In Bad Automobiles: The American Motors Javelin

The poor man's Corvette!

You Can Spot The Native New Yorkers

They walk right by a fluttering fiend without stopping texting.