Wigging out!

I just want to document that I was responsible for coining the phrase: "Wigging out", Wigged out" , 'He wears the wig", " Wiggin'".

This was done on October 25, 1977, in Garden Grove, California, in Charlie Penate's garage at a HS party.  The main referneces were to my friend Ken Evans.  He came with us to the party wearing a long blond wig over his face.  People were amused and bemused.  I simply looked at him and explained that he is "Wigging out!"," he wears the wig!"  The rest is history.  Anyone who graduated from Rancho Alamitos HS in Garden Grove , CA can attest that this term was first heard at this time.  I therefore, claim to be the person who first coined this phrase in its current usage in pop culture.

Patrick F. Boles Sr.
12-20-12

Longboarding

I am starting a new association today:

No Tricks

Longboard Association of America

• No tricks
• Old guys and gals welcome
• Only longboards
• Gentle downhill slopes
• Cruisin' down the boulevard

My Perfect Day

My Perfect Day (Expanded from a journal entry of Matthew Boles 10/01/08)

By Padrig Boles
Mar 2010

I skate every day
With one hope in mind
Some day I’ll make it
I'll really be signed

I know I’m good
Real brave, some say crazy
What I do, no one else will
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far

Wake up around 10 to a phone call
It’s from PitCrew Skate shop
Saying I’m officially sponsored
I go to the shop and get free shoes and a board

I skate every day
With one hope in mind
Some day I’ll make it
I'll really be signed

I know I’m good
Real brave, some say crazy
What I do, no one else will
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far

I then go skate in Washington D.C.
With Bobby Worrest and Zach Lyons
Then that night,
Hang out with my girlfriend

I skate every day
With one hope in mind
Some day I’ll make it
I'll really be signed

I know I’m good
Real brave, some say crazy
What I do, no one else will
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far

Watch a good movie
Eat food
Then go home, listen and play music and guitar
Then go to sleep

I skate every day
With one hope in mind
Some day I’ll make it
I'll really be signed

I know I’m good
Real brave, some say crazy
What I do, no one else will
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far

Who knew that 24 days later
I would be gone
No longer to skate
In this beautiful world

I skate every day
With one hope in mind
Some day I’ll make it
I'll really be signed

I know I’m good
Real brave, some say crazy
What I do, no one else will
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far

The skate park I envisioned
The sport I loved
The sister I watched over
The Family I loved

I was good
Maybe the best in the region
At what I did
I have a different mission now

I skate every day
With one hope in mind
Some day I’ll make it
I'll really be signed

I know I’m good
Real brave, some say crazy
What I do, no one else will
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far
I’m the king of the big, the high, the far

I hope you all remember me
The simple kid who loved to skate
I lived it all
And I was so happy!

Now, I skate every day
In a cloudy skate park
Some day you’ll see it
Yeah they skate up here

I know I’m lucky
Real thankful, some say humble
What I did, you can too
I’m the bearer of good news
I’m servant of our Heavenly Father

And even though
My Perfect Day was never to be
My time there was great
I hope you all remember me!

Those Eyes

Those Eyes (adapted from a draft by Matthew Boles)

By Padrig Boles
January 2010

I need those eyes to tie me over
I take your picture when I go
Gives me strength and gives me patience
But I’ll never let you know I got nothing on you baby
But I always said I’d try
Let me show you how much I care
The list , the killers
There is so much in my soul

Those eyes
Those magical eyes
I love them so
Those eyes

I need those eyes to be on me
I take your sound where ‘er I go
You make me whole, you and your soul
But to tell these things would be too hard
You know I will try, try, try
I want you to know my heart
The list of things I want…..
I want so much, so much with you

Those eyes
Those magical eyes
I love them so
Those eyes

The list is what kills me
All the things I yearn for you to know
I can’t say them just yet
Someday I hope I will
I work hard every day
To be the guy that will make you say
You’re the one for me
For now and all eternity

Those eyes
Those magical eyes
I love them so
Those eyes

Now that I am gone I hope you know
How much I cared, how good we were
When you look up in the sky
Look for that shooting star
That’s just me saying I’m not too far
Away I went to another mission
The Father called and I am there
Forever is a long time
And I will see you there

Those eyes
Those magical eyes
I love them so
Those eyes


I need those eyes to tie me over
I take your picture when I go
Gives me strength and gives me patience
But I’ll never let you know I got nothing on you baby
But I always said I’d try
Let me show you how much I care
The list , the killers
There is so much in my soul

Hilltop Lakes Blues

Hilltop Lakes Blues (to the Tune of Highway 40 Blues by Ricky Skaggs)

By Padrig Boles
January 2010

Well, these Hilltop Lakes Blues
I’ve walked holes in both my shoes
Counted the days since it rained
I see the white rail fence
And the light at the guard shack
Squandered time on the Hilltop front 9
But in the end I had to roll
Back home in the little golf cart
Got the Hilltop Lakes Blues

The Navy called when I was young
Showed me all the things to come
Stress and strain lie ahead
That’s what my horoscope said
Loved California
Our money’s good, better down here
My eyes are filled with hopeful tears
Lord, I ain’t been home in years
Got the Hilltop Lakes Blues

You know I ramble all around
On my colt Darlin, she’s real fast
Seeing skinny deer and the wild hogs
Met retired folks at Granny camp
Most of them just want to stay
Got a jet ski, fishin boat and two golf carts
Had a fancy house in old SoCal
Things a country boy can’t use
Normangee, Lopan trees and Waco TV
Got the Hilltop Lakes Blues

The fire department called , I gotta go
To a call near Bryan, you know
I can’t wait to swim in that big Texas pool
And play bingo with the folks from the Hill
Big Houses, small houses there all the same
Everybody in Hilltop knows your name
Al and Rhea meetin’at the Lions club
Is it Hilltoppers tonight or to the golf course?
With a nice airstrip, a post office and woods
Oh, I got the Hilltop Lakes Blues!

Nine Red Lights

Nine Red Lights

By Padrig Boles

December 2009

Take care when traveling old 140
If you go too fast the po-po are always on duty
Its amazing the commerce you see
We have it all on old 140
As I get closer I always know
I will see those three giant towers

Nine red lights
Nine red lights

Westminster’s a town with lots of kids
Colorful trees and lots of green grass
Walk paths and even a pool
When I don’t know where I’m at
When I need to remember why I live there
Carroll county will always be home, because of

Nine red lights
Nine red lights

Maryland’s fairest town for sure
We love sports and school and tractors too
Eagle View is where we call home
They mark the spot, even in a storm
Right by WTTR and old Westminster Elementary
They flash as a big thing in a small town

Nine red lights
Nine red lights

As I get closer I always know
I will see those three giant towers
When I need to remember why I live there
Carroll county will always be home
Right by WTTR and old Westminster Elementary
They flash as a big thing in a small town

Nine red lights
Nine red lights
Nine red lights

Edward Thomas Teancum Hughes

Edward Thomas Teancum Hughes

By Padrig Boles

December 2009

He was my favorite hero from the Book of Mormon
Took on the most difficult and daring missions
Probably knew he would not live long
Went and did as he knew he must

Teancum Oh, Teancum

Was not afraid of any man
Did not shy away, show fear or submit
Felt pain, hunger and abandonment
Warrior was his middle name

Teancum, Oh, Teancum

We met on the phone one dreary day
He called to offer his love and condolences
The Kids had just passed away
I was sad, he was loving in every way

Eddie, Oh Eddie Hughes

I did not know him, but that mattered not
He spoke with conviction having faced death himself
I could feel his spirit, that father of nine
He understood me and he was kind

Eddie, Oh Eddie Hughes

He had beaten caner and was so strong
No fear, no loathing, just happy to be here
Beautiful wife and nine golden children
Missionaries, leaders, what great support

Eddie, Oh Eddie Hughes

Like Teancum he had a mission
A mission so tough, so daunting
He knew what it entailed before he left
So when the cancer came back, no regrets

Edward Thomas Teancum Hughes

He is small now, body shrunken
With tumors treated we hope for the best
His spine and brain ravaged, his priesthood intact
His mission not over, the best yet to come

Edward Thomas Teancum Hughes

He is my current day personal hero
I marvel at how he faces his plight
Knew this life was not to be easy
But he gladly took this earthly fight

Edward Thomas Teancum Hughes

I hope he is given the time he needs
That family who lives and loves and needs
He is an inspiration to one and all
I am so proud to call him my pal

Edward Thomas Teancum Hughes