I met a new skateboard spirit

Some people can skate anything. I can't. Changing the shape of the deck means basically starting over. Fortunately, it's not really about the tricks. Tonight was perfect example.

I hadn't skated with 小t since I came home, so we met up at 西門站, where is a large 90's style marble plaza. It mostly turned into a beer and betel session, just messing around and doing tricks inbetween discussions about the sort of things you discuss in a skate plaza at midnight on a saturday while you drink and smoke and chew taiwanese chewing gum. 

Taiwanese chewing gum is a small green nut, with some kind of astringent nastiness inserted into the middle of it, I think it's lime. Not that kind of lime, I mean the kind of lime you would use to remove all your teeth by rotting them out, which is exactly what it does. It also gives you a mild buzz, not unlike it's redneck cousin dip, which by happy coincidence, has a similar effect on your gums and teeth and oral cancer sites. As you chew it, you spit out a steady stream of dark red happy juice. The best parts of town are stained by it, all over the benches, walls, sidewalks, etc. 

On this occaision, I  lost much face by instinctively wretching it up as soon as the flavor hit my mouth. Imagine taking a few cigarette butts, soaking them in stale beer, then drying them out and chewing them for five minutes. It's not exactly the flavor of binlang, but it's also not that far off. You know it's not really the best drug if you have to have strippers to sell it to you. 

At any rate, we all parted ways and I skated home through 大同區. I hate this deck. The tail is too steep for me.