Everyone wants to borrow my skateboard

It was going to be a solo night out on the town, and I hadn't been to 圓山 for a while, so I cruised up to the start the night at the magic river bench. Since I quite skating there twice a week, I've been able to notice my improvements a lot more sharply. What used to be a reasonably high ledge is now almost too low. I can't **** the whole thing yet, but it's such smooth granite that I can easily do half of it. It's the place where I first learned ** ********s, and when I rolled up, it was my first trick; the longest and best one I've ever done there. Progression is a good feeling. Last time out, I got a couple of new grinds, but this time I could only repeat one of them. No matter, it was still good exercize, and a peaceful night at the riverbank (for me. I ran off dozens of people with the clattering of the wheels on the tiles. Only a couple singing the most out of tune karaoke to each other chose to put up with my noise.) 

After a couple of hours, I wandered down teh river to a long round curb that's painted yellow and black. It works for slappies in both directions, but you can also just roll up onto it from either direction. Next to the curb is a micro spot. It's a box, about the height of the skateboard, and about as long, but maybe 12 inches wide. After that I tried some *********s on the tall, rough granite cubes. Someone else has put some wax it since I was there last. I've never seen anyone else but our little crew and long boarders out there. I skipped the ampitheatre beacuse I was already exhausted, and started for home. 

As I cut through the big park, I discovered a lazy bank, so even though I was exhausted, I managed some ******s on it, just to break it in. It'll be a good warm up spot on the skate up to the river next time. I thought I would cruise over to linsei for pig parts, so I grabbed a beer from the old seven. On my way in, someone asked if her friend could borrow my skateboard, so I consented. It turned out to be someone learning to skate at the hospital in ximen. She pushed around on the sidewalk while I drank my beer, then we chatted a bit. She seemed a little confused that someone would ride their skateboard down the city sidewalks instead of under a bridge of in the postage stamp  size spot at ximen. I encouraged her to try skating street. Taipei is wasted on the local style. 

I crossed the street and ****d the green stairs for fun. It used to stick really bad on me, but this time I could easily **** the whole length of it, even exhausted and in the dark. I got a couple of shitty **s and managed to push the rest of hte way to the pig parts stall. There was no where to sit, so I grabbed a couple of beers and went across the street to the plastic stool ghetto yakitori that's half in an abandoned building. They play mandarin hip hop and have strong fans, so I like htem, but most of all, they remember me and drink beer with me every time I come by. This time, the head griller wante dto borrow my skateboard. Despite his pot belly, however many beers down he was, and his taike blue flip flops, he pushed down the sidewalk tiles and did a kickturn and came back. Well played sir, I think you might have done that before.