The wind whipped out the particulate matter and I went skating, but only for a minute because I soon snapped my deck. It was on the fastest and tallest ******** I've ever tried, and I landed it, so the skateboard went out in style. A father and his boy were skating together there, which made me happy, and while his father was trying bs ****** on the box, the boy threw stones at passing cars, which made me even happier. I set up the new deck on my roof in gale force winds. I'm letting it stew tonight while I handle other pressing matters. For example:
I met lzyk at yakitori and I didn't say anything that started a fight. I got ahold of my grandfather on the phone on our walk back, so lzyk went to sleep and I grabbed a few more beers for the talk. Apparently, america is a crazy place right now. He should know, he is 90.
I ghosted by the bridge and many new folks were skating in the dark. This also made me happy. I wandered back and had a beer on a bench, hobo style (admittedly, most of my beers are hobo style) and watched the traffic. I'm not sure what to make of the past.
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