Today we celebrate the birth of my younger brother Steve.  Unfortunately he lives hundreds of miles away in Wisconsin so I decided to celebrate by going skateboarding all day.  Ok, so maybe going skateboarding all day doesn’t have anything to do with my brothers birthday, especially since he doesn’t skate anymore, but hey, it sounded good.  And yes I am the king of run on sentences.  Around 10:30 Ollie and I showed up at Rock Creek on a gorgeous September day.  September is seriously the greatest month of the year.  I actually skated pretty hard for the time of day.  It always helps to see you son out there smiling, slamming and learning new stuff.  He’s starting to pump a little further up the tranny and getting more consistent at ollies.  So rad.  I don’t remember what exactly I did that warranted me saying I was skating hard, but I was for me somehow.  After the longest game of SKATE ever with Lloyd while waiting for Fuzz we headed off to a gnarly pole jam spot.  Not a good place to warm up, especially if your Lloyd.  He got smoked.  Twice.  Super gnarly slams.  I came remotely close to committing to a pole jam no comply, but it was too tall and I cant move my leg up that far.  Next was Willville.  I had told Neil I want to no comply finger flip into medium bank so we went there.  Fuzz and Neil killed it immediately and Lloyd destroyed his body even more with the worst slam there ever.  He has no skin on his knees now.  As Brian and Gabe were rolling up to meet us I landed the no comply finger flip into the bank.  Rad.  Lloyd didn’t film it though.  Doh.  I ended up doing a few more although I don’t know if any of them were that great.  I landed on the tail pretty bad on all of them.  Fuzz ollied a monster gap and Brian tried an insane hippy jump before we finally left after hours of skating and being subjected to young college women dressed for a hot day.  I got some amazing footage of Fuzz staring with the biggest grin on his face.  So funny.Lastly we went to the Boulder ditch. Brian got a good trick and I finally got an axle stall on the q-pipe.  Yes I suck there, but at least I finally did a basic trick.  The clouds came out and Jason, aka The Street Vampire, came to life and killed it.  Pivot fakie, back tail on the q-pipe to feeble on the pvc and back tail fakie on the q-pipe.  Jason rules.  37 and killing it.  Super fun day that ended with a BBQ at Rob’s house and the funnest beer infested frisbee toss ever.  Hippies.

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