After skating from my apartment to Tritone last night and not falling at all, I rolled right in the door and promptly fell on my ass in front of all the people. At least I got there early and not many folks were there to laugh and point yet.
So Hot Damn! I forgot how bumpy and stuff skating on regular sidewalks is. And so many tiny rocks and chunks of glass and things everywhere which are tricky to roll over. Next time I think I need to wear
a pair of skates like these for the mean pavements of Philthadelphia... I just remember this one patch of slate on my old street that my friend Sue & I used to skate down... And every time we'd go down the street, one of us would hit a bumpity-stickin'-up-part of the slate but we'd already be going fast cause slate is so smooth... And this old guy who lived on our street never got a new car since like 1964, he had this giant ass old car out parked in front of his house all the time, and it's bumpers were solid chrome, harder than all the other metal and rubber bumpers. So one of us would always fall and sometimes crash into the pointy part of the car bumper and I have scars on both my knees from such good times.
Anyway, what I was really meaning to say, was, if I was thinking about getting another pair of rollerblades for outside street skating, would that make me a wuss? Or should I suck it up and wear my pads everywhere and get used to the bumpity crackity pavement?
Last night was really great, the place was packed. Even Toothless George stopped by for a while.