The above photo basically explains how I felt.  I woke up at 9am after 3 straight late nights and the first thing I heard was Ollie asking, “Dad, when are we going skateboarding today?”  I had promised to skate with him.  Around 1 pm we finally headed out to a fun little park in Longmont that shouldn’t have anyone there.  It was closed for repairs and fenced off.  Ugh.  Then we went to this other little park, but a thunderstorm prevented that.  Ugh.  Drove all the way back to Boulder and it was raining.  Found a parking garage finally.  Ollie was flying around.  Kid has so much fun skating.  It’s weird though, sometimes when I’m out with him I feel even older than normal.  Today was one of those days.  We went to the banked curb spot that I skated the day before, but this time I ran into a curb at full speed trying to carve around all the blocks and bloodied up my knee.  Over it.

I was running late due to cleaning my garage for hours getting ready for a garage sale and have a  goal to put some type of tiny little ramp in there this winter, but eventually met up with Gabe, Brian, Neil, Fuzz, Lazer, Jason, Rob, Lloyd, Jack and I believe that’s it.  Well, initially Rob, Lloyd and I went to pick up Little Jack since he’s young and can’t drive or any of that.  We found him doing polejam wallies into banks and decided to film it.Rob took the photo, I filmed.  5 minutes into the day and Little Jack does a better trick than I will ever dream of.  Next we went to Boulder ditch where half of us claimed it’s the worse spot ever and the other half skated.  Brian made fun of me filming Neil trying a run because I can’t push switch hardly at all, especially through a ditch.  The top photo is Brian’s attempt at keeping it straight while filming Neil.  Ha, just playing Brian, I was happy to not film and instead lost as quickly as possible in two games of SKATE to Rob and Jack.Next we went to a little bank/curb spot.  Pretty fun really.  I did a couple dork tricks as usual and somehow snapped my tail trying to do a kickflip over a curb onto the bank.  Doh.  My dork trick then changed to an even dorkier trick using a cracked board.  My whole part will be nothing but 2 mile an hour dork tricks that most people wouldn’t even think of as warm up dork tricks.  Sweet.  I swung home with Jack to setup a new board and then meet the crew at Canyon Center.  Jack gripped my board.  Maybe I’ll be blessed with some type of radness now?  The Canyon Center was fun.  Fuzz and Brian killed it.  I lost in a long game of SKATE to Lloyd and Jack.  Day over.  Exhausted, but hyped.  My new Hombres deck has a pink topsheet.  Sweet.  Every single Hombres 8″ deck came with a pink topsheet.  Not sure what’s up with that.