It's been raining water and work. A couple of nights ago, when I should have been able to squeeze a session in, I stumbled while wearing flipflops and scraped my toes on the nasty nasty road and got an infected scrape on my ollie foot. This is why no one likes hippies. Their toes are always infected. TC and a friend invited me out to skate street, but my filthy disgusting toe betrayed me. It's the same piece of shit that always drags on the ground when I try to skate flatground.
Their session got rained out, so I invited them to beer up on my roof. Then a few more homies arrived, and then more, and suddenly, I had a sunday night Young Bldz party on my roof. Etoh opened up our conversation (their English is still better than my mandarin) and we ended up climbing onto the roof of my roof's roof. I took some precarious pictures of them, and they dabbed and sang their favorite songs to the rooftops below. I'm glad I could watch them share this rainy cold windy night of liquor and happiness. I hope they come back. I wish, as their elder, I had some advice for their life, but I don't. I gave them some unsolicited advice anyway. Hopefully, they were too drunk to listen.
Lzyk left Taipei today.
One of these days, I'm gonna get back on that rollerboard.
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