tea twee

I suffered through work and went ot the plaza afterwards. sukotto was already there but had homies up with to meet in another area, so he dipped on out shortly. rmj showed up and busted about a dozen new tricks. it's energizing to skate with someone who is in that part of the learning curve. I hope to catch up one day.
it took me three beers to believe i could even skate at all, and somehow, i made it six hours. my new deck has uncircumcised grip tape, because i didnt have a blade. turns out, you just fuck up enough flip tricks, the grip tape comes off on its own accord. the plaza wasnt special, except that it is a mecca of skating, and a rat tried to eat some leftovers someone left there. it was a big rat.
anyway, we went in search of some spot that we didnt find, but the effort took us to a new section of the city. not new for rmj, because he knows the city like a fundamentalist knows the old testament, but it was unexplored for me. we cruised the sidewalks, curbs, kickers and assorted weird spots, for hours. we found (rediscovered) a section of metal flatbars on the backs of bus benches. also, we found the slappy curb of all slappy curbs; a black marble curb taht is barely high enough to grind at all. i love micro spots.
eventually, i got home. the 90 year old homie was on his stoop, drinking tb. i have to work in a couple of hours, so i didnt have to hang out. i just yelled 'good night' and he gave me a wrinkly knuckled peace out as i tore on by down the tiles. he is a quick learner.

skating in the morning is unnatural and immoral

I woke up at six oclock for reasons that I can't fathom. I went skating across the empty but sunny city. It was surreal. It's only a couple of hours after I usually finish skating, but it was an alien experience. I went to the crack ledges, under a bridge in Datong, and up to the wharf. It was already unskateably full of people lounging on the ledges, so I went to the flight path circles. It was a sluggish session, but at least teh rain to the east stayed away. I failed to get any new tricks, but lathered up hte ledges with wax. Then I broke my skateboard on a brilliant *******. It was a good board, for my first homemade one. It was still strong enough to push around on, so I skated all the way back home.

strike two for the bridge

pouring rain so i went to the bridge. it was filled to the brim with people skating, and overflowing with asshats dancing and blocking the spot. i lasted about half an hour before i had a temper tantrum. the less said about the evening the better.

volcom comes to taipei

after work, i went to the bridge and it was like close encounters of hte third kind, with the population density of old hong kong. many friends were there. it was kind of an awesome party. i left almost immediately, because i had chugged as many free beers as fit in my stomach, and actual skating was pretty much imossible. zw showed up, but we couldnt find each other because of the crowd, so we both left and went to meet sukkoto at the banciao spot. this was a good ecision. about 1.5 dozen people came there, and it was an ideal session. the ground is marble, the ledge is very, very long and perfectly smooth marble (some immaculate angel filled in the gaps with some sort of super hard cement and now there arent even the slightest little bumps between secitons. thank you, who ever you are).

i tried filming my friend on a new trick but he never got it. then i skated back across the city, about 15km. on the way, my phone died, and i found the most amazing bank to ledges but there is almost no way to ever find them again. it was at least two hours from home. i mostly didnt get lost. i bought ice cream  and one more beer. i crossed the longest bridge ever. i never slammed, all night. i regret that par.t

pouring rain, so you know what that means

bridge arrival 1.5 hours after work. young homies were there, i acted like a dick, sorry i m antisocial. there were wrapping when i got started. third session in these bircas and i'm finally relearning some tricks. 56 *********s tonight, which is my world record. fruitballers fruitballed all over the spot in the back. rmj and i drank beer all over the rainy sidewalk on the way home. it's still pouring.

stag night

lots of space inbetween.




we went back home for a ccr wedding. we got back after midnight on the next to last train and lzyk insisted that i walk her to our door, even though i already had my skateboard with me. she is a cruel mistress. I started off on curbs and stairs in the area, and flatground at the war memorial park. i'm not sure who the memorial is for, and maybe that's why it's the best one i've been to. the night slowly built momentum, and got a *********** (which of course I can already do) on a new spot (which took a lot of effort and looked hideous. fortunately, no one was was with me).

alone, i skated a metal curb I've been eyeing for a hwile. it's tall for a curb, but not quite tall enoguh to be a ledge. anyway, i got six new things on it, just fuck around varieations, but under pressure of hte security guard from the building 10m away, who came out and watched the whole thing, and blocked me from using the sidewalk infront of his domain. the rest of taipai was mine to claim.

i went north with the intention of skating the yellow flatbar at the temple, eventually, and found the old marble mini hubba that the bulgarian skated with me. turns out, this spot is maybe better tha nthe intenteded destiation for learing the trick. i didnt get it, but i did get a better verisin of everything else I know there. its a japanese spot, compact and forcing slow speed. suited to me because i'm a pussy. i got a variety of new lines there. never let someone tell you that if if they cant see the footage it didnt happen. kcik them in the teeth. none of it ever happened. fools.

anyway, as you can tell, i had a couple of beers. i went to the temple, finally (with a ballsy ollie up a *********** stair on the cruise, which honestly scared the living shit out of me) and

completely failed to get what i came for.

nevermind, i got a better verison of my ** ********** and a much, much longer ** ** on the ledge. I got a couple of more beers and waxed teh entire bottom granite stair by rolling backwards and holding the la on the angle. this spot isnt cursed after all. or maybe i grind better buzzed. i cruised back and bought another round. these new shoes are horrible. the rubber is so old that its like trying to skate with regular shoes, if you waxed all your grip tape.

tonight was good though. it was windy and although i sweated my ass off, it was nothign like as bad as the next 8 months are going to be.

Little skate, lots of sweat

crept to the bridge for an hour. Went through 2l of water. Could have kept going but went home woke up not exhausted for work. Regretted it.