This is a rad interview with one of Colorado’s finest.

Tired from the late night before, work and then eating a large meal with Liz. Had a few minutes while she went to pick up India so I decided to roll over to the yellow curb again. This time I was determined to try and actually skate a little more. Didn’t really work. I waxed a section of curb, but it still stuck quite a bit. The asphalt there is horrible so trying to actually move and do tricks is frustrating. With that said I did a couple crappy lines. Back 50, ollie up a curb, back 180 off. Ollie off a curb, kickflip on flat, front 50. My knee wanted to start hurting. I did a few flip tricks in the street and called it a day. I am not hyped on my body and how long it’s been since I’ve been healthy. Tomorrow marks seven months since the knee pain started.

This day had all the makings in the world to be a weird one and well, it was. The day started early enough as birthday boy Dean, Jack and eventually Carleigh showed up at my house. We headed into Denver, said whaddup to Jeff, picked up Chad and ended up at a fun loading dock spot. I did some warming up as others did. It was a reminder to what a bad state of street skating i’m in. Worrying if every ollie will hurt is not good. The only things I did badly were a crooks on a step and a horrible front shove into a bank. After that Jack and Chad slayed while I pointed the camera. We also met up with Rachel which was cool. After some driving and mingling we drove to downtown where Jack slayed a rail and we were to meet up with Tyler. Tyler and Steve showed. Rad. Then most of the of the Denver skate scene showed up too. Ha. I filmed Chad for awhile almost get a sick line, but we got the boot. We ended up at the hill spot around the corner where lots of lurking ensued while the girls skated the ledge and some random shredding started. It’s impossible to remember what others did because I was kinda being weirded out and hiding. Some dudes started going for the longest powerslides and a good ol’ powerslide session ensued. I was up top taking 100 tries to get a little manual though. Ugh. I did get it and the mellow hill bomb after felt pretty fun. We eventually left, stopped by Tabor were Rachel and Jack got buck, CARLEIGH LEARNED TO FIRECRACKER A THREE STAIR OH MY GOSH and we called it a day. This entry is way more boring than the day was. We went on to have a fun BBQ at Fuzz’s in honor of Dean’s birthday. Happy Birthday Dean! Thanks Fuzz and Leslie for being such good hosts and awesome people. Sorry for making all the hornets nests.

Bummed to see he’s not on Cruz though ..

I’m even a TPuds fan and I can’t believe this would win Tampa Pro. Not a single tranny trick. I don’t mind that he’s just chilling and walking around instead of running, but man, that is not flowing. You gotta link your run for the most part. Getting up on the deck a couple times is ok, but between every two tricks? Not cool.

I hung out with Jason all day. Hanging with him is amazing and put my minor problems into perspective. After going to the Commission best trick contest then hanging at Crisis with Fuzz for awhile we ended up at my house. We were doing some knee brace research and I came across this. Kinda hyped me up because I hate skating in that huge knee brace I currently have. I have no idea if it’s a good idea, but a knee brace meant for tendonitis seems like a good idea about now and all the reviews are incredible. I ordered one. Jason took off and Liz and the kids had just left for the library to rent some movies for the night. I wanted to skate super bad. It was 72 and sunny so Rampy would be a sin. Flatground hurts too much (I thought) and the yellow curb above just called me in. I started with some slappy noseslides and no comply 270s to tail. They felt fine. Did some stalls, they felt fine. And it just kept going. Before you read the next tricks keep in mind everything was slow, stalled, lunch breaked, sloppy and the funnest things I have ever done on a skateboard. It started with a no comply 270 to tail shove out. Then fakie tail shove out (just running into the curb fakie and shove out), then I started hucking fakie tail 3 shove and got one! Out of the blue I hucked a kick back tail and almost did it first try. No pain in the knee. A few later and the family was arriving home and I said “This is for you guys!” and stomped a clean one. I was on top of the world. India even cheered for me (that’s my daughter for the people out there that think I randomly pretended that an entire country cheered for me) and my grin was ear to ear. I ended up getting a couple tricks I’ve never done before. Kick back 50 shove out (I was laughing hysterically at how easy it felt) and I followed it with a slappy nosestall popped up into crooks. Front tail 3 shove out. Like I said all of these tricks were done horribly but I really don’t care. It felt amazing to be able to do what I did and I went inside feeling incredibly happy. Curbs rule (yes I will be waxing some section soon and sweeping the sand away)!

ps – I had some new shoes. Fallen – Slash’s. Their supposed to change colors while you skate them. Aint that cute (not why I got them but I gotta admit I think it’s neat)

This made my day. Read the full story here. These songs were written in the early 80s!

Saw this photo on The Skateboard Mag site and it stoked me out so much. It was directly across the street from the hotel I stayed at in St Louis. It reminded me of the week I had there that I took advantage of to it’s fullest. Even with tons of knee pain I skated three of the four nights I was there. Man it was fun. On a side note, I’m not on my 6th month of not being near 100%. Yikes.

I cannot believe how much this song sounds like Dinosaur Jr. Obviously that means I love it.

This was supposed to be my glorious debut back to street skating. Only one word can truly describe how I feel right now. FUCK! After some dorking around at Crisis (John and I both rattled off some funny curb tricks like nose stall body varial reverts or something) we headed to downtown Denver. We started off at this parking garage hill bomb spot that I’ve seen in various web edits before, but have never skated. Fuzz bombed it quick like. John, Carleigh and I took our time. I slid out on a powerslide. Got a kickflip in, tiny powerslide, one foot drag and wanted to do it again without the foot drag. Carleigh ollied in and did a couple foot drags, but was hauling ass. John front shoved in with a couple foot drags too. I wanted fakie bigflip in. Got a good one, but slid out on the powerslide again (it was slick!). Then went to try another and there it was, that sharp pain in my knee. FUCK FUCK FUCK. I was a little dramatic about it, but believe me if my friends wouldn’t have been there I would have not been so quiet and nice to my skateboard.

I thought my night would be over. I hung out while they skated a parking garage for awhile. I tried a few slappy tailslide tricks, but nothing. John killed some lines. Almost did front shove front nose to fakie then halfcab manual. Fuzz struggled with nose manuals? What the heck. Carleigh was working on front tails and back 50s it looked like. We got the boot. Ended up at a spot only old men (or Jack) could have fun at. Curb up, curb up, two down, one down. John ruled it with front 180 up then switch kickturn up (seriously). We got the boot. Tabor center. John and Fuzz front 50’d it. We dorked around on the bank at the top. Fuzz had a sick front tail revert over the hip thing and was working on noseblunt transfer thing and we got the boot. Ended up at the marble ledge/two stair spot. Carleigh did a bunch of flatground. Fuzz almost flew through the window. Fuzz and John stared at a two stair debating kickflips for too long so I set my board down and kickflipped it first try. Somehow that didn’t hurt so I did a slow front shove down it too. Carleigh got kickflip too. Fuzz did lots of 180s in various ways up/down.

We ended up here. John did a cool front tail from the lower level to a curb behind the photo. Fuzz boardslid a pole and then ollied to the street. Carleigh ollied the gap first t.

This wasted idiot kept trying to get close to me. Not in a cool way. He sucks.

That was pretty much the end of skating after some dorking around the corner and Fuzz ollied a gap. After that Fuzz scared us all. Please take care of yourself dude. As far as me skating I don’t know what to think. The sharp pain might be caused by the arthritis, I don’t know. It might also just be done for good and ollies will be a thing of the past for me. I know I’m insanely depressed about it right now.