car session

小t is a difficult man to find when he doesn't wanna be found. Thankfully, he hit me up for a skate session with a friend of his. Cryptically, he send a ping to a meet up spot in the hood, around which everyone knows there are no spots, and if you go there, you will uh, have difficulty finding beers at 7-11, because in the worst neighborhoods in Taipei, sometimes the 7-11 doesn't stock their shelves perfectly. I went to the bridge to perform a viking sky funeral for my birca's (started out terrible shoes, ended up great shoes, as they wore down) and then I rode the orange line north. I slammed a couple of Tb's, because I have a problem, and also because I still have Iron Legs from the miniramp. 

I rode a crowded train out, sweaty and full of tb, I stood head and shoulders above most of the train, in both directions. I usually stand on one end or the other, in case of incident, but this time, I put my trust in the lord and rode the middle of the train. I stood in the middle of hundreds of people, but it was almost perfect silence, except for the train noises. A few people stared at me like fish, but most of htem, 99%, were staring into their handphones. Robot english announced each station, we went under the river and into the hood. I was more and more excited as each station passed. 

I got off in 三重 and got some fruit and beer, which are my energy drink, and sat on a black marble ledge for 30 minutes and consumed them. Six lanes of thrashing frantic traffic broiled in front of me, and I listend to nola hiphop on my phone. 小t showed up, in the passenger seat of a fucking rapper's car. His homie was driving it, I'll call him recklessreck. reckless's truck is maybe the nicest car in which i have ridden in taiwan, and I immediately commited to the faux pax of crush his hat collection with my skateboard as I got in (it's useful to look in the back window if you are throwing yoru skateboard in, no matter how happy you ar). Anyway, we rode about 20 minutes out to the spot, which is first time I've ridden in any vehicle to get to a skate spot since about 1999. It was boring, but the spot was magic.

It was a construction site with 5 blck marble ledges of various heights. In the middle was a curved black fountain ledge. I greeted an assortment of skaters and threw down in ecstasy and .... the human terrain washed us. A dozen security guards charged us like blue faced scotsmen. At the same time, an enourmous wind came up, so strong that it made skating impossible, even rolling mean being blown out into the road. But the temperature was perfect. 

Within a few moments, I had crushed ruthlessrack's hat collection and got us kicked out of hte first spot, the latter, by skating past the security booth that everyone else knew not ot skate past. fucking idtiot, right? 

They didnt kick me to hte curb and instead we rode another 30 minutes to another spot. it turns out to be a huge park, and since it's outside of taipei, no foreign filming missions have ruined it yet. One day, foriengers will arrive, deal drugs and rape women, and we won't be albe to skate there anymore.

In the meantime, the spot was a weird brick plaza, with a six stair/ 4 stair double set, preceeded by a half inch wide, half inch deep crack. But it had planters all around, which we waxed adn skated. I think none of the dozen odd people had skated it before. there was a narrow path that was mirror smooth, with a bump and downhill landing after. At the bottom was a long ass rail barrier that got hte living shit skated out of it, by people way fucking bettter than me, and a bike holder, that they ********** jumped and *******ed through.

It was pissing rain, and we bumbled to the next spot, where it started shitting rain. ricklesswreck and 小t and i rode back into the city to drop me off (goddam, thanks for that) and we went to eat in my new hood. 

I have ot wake up in a couple of hours for work, and they filmed me doing some stupid shit. 

osaka this weekend.

skating in atlanta was done mostly in cars. i m glad i got ot skate a car session this time, just to be reminded how boring and shitty it is to ride around in cars.