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Last night was cruc. T. and I had made plans to go to the Van Peebles film screening at the BMA, but then she came late and we started drinking some peached-up Spanish white wine and talking. After awhile we got on the nostalgia train, reminiscing about skateboarding as teenagers. Having my old ass, run-over-by-cars-on-three-occasions board I bought with baby-sitting money back in 1996 and Justin's deck still about, I lent T. some Vans and off we went. She could still start off a kick flip, got it spinning and was close to landing it a few times. I can't even ollie (olly?) anymore! Nonetheless, it was great fun, scooting around the Chillage, kinda drunk, making a racket. I totally need new wheels, probably new everything, but I am for serious interested in skating again, even if it's just puttering about and wheels seem a good place to start.
Spring 07 is gonna be my throwback season--rocking the etnies and busting my ass like I'm 14 all over again.
Spring 07 is gonna be my throwback season--rocking the etnies and busting my ass like I'm 14 all over again.