Monday, June 22, 2009

I remember MY first musrhoom trip

Ironically, it resembled this Crayola ad...except that I was much older than these little deviants.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009


This is my little dude. He's not quite as little as he used to be. He was, however, the littlest grom at the skatepark today. It's no little feat that his little feet can manual, ollie, tailslide and pump that huge board up and down the concrete playground that I know will become like a second home
some day.

He likes to skate. I wish I had started when I was 5. (He actually started at 3 or 4, on a kiddie board, but he just got this full sizer over the weekend). If I had started that young I would probably have peaked and broken even more bones long ago, but I might have had a chance at being really good. The reason I know he's going to be good is because he LOVES to do it. Sure, he got a little scared of all of the "big kids" in the park today, so much that I had to hop on the board in my slacks and button down shirt just to show him that it was OK. (Thankfully I didn't hear any chatter from the crowd of cool kids, because I might have actually had to tell a 12 year old to fuck off. I may be temperamental as hell these days, but I really don't want to go there). Sean warmed up quickly and proceeded to roll around and try out some tricks. He's really good. Did I mention that?
He's just a lot of fun, and it's awesome to see him taking to something like skateboarding. I really don't care what he takes to, as long as he's having fun, and not doing anything bad to himself or others. I think this sport is not only going to be all of the above, but throw in that curly blond hair and his sweet smile and looks, and it's all over for the ladies. He won't even have to wear Emo shit and dye his hair to look cool...he'll just be money as-is. Amazing.
I should have started skateboarding when I was 5.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

When life hands you lemons...

...make lemonade, right? Well, I just got a great idea about how to serve up the lemonade.