OT 19: Masks On, Clothes Off, Right Hand Left Titty

[Apex]

offer #4: Rejected.

[Apex]

offer #4: Rejected.

Damn man.

If my backyard wasn't barricaded off to promote grass growth, I'd say c'mon down for a backyard hang around the fire.

Appreciate it dude. We shall hang soon doe!

[wap]

Absolutely tremendous, I guarantee it.

I have a sudden urge to buy a suit.

Make sure it's ill-fitting, baggy, and with too-long sleeves.

[wap]

offer #4: Rejected.

Fuck.

Sorry mang.

[troyguitar]

I have a sudden urge to buy a suit.

Make sure it's ill-fitting, baggy, and with too-long sleeves.

Anything I try on is either like that or if the chest/shoulders fit then the arms are about 6" too short. Small guy lyfe. Gotta shop the women's section instead.

[troyguitar]

offer #4: Rejected.

Sounds like us trying to buy in NY, we tried to buy like 5 or 6 places and got turned down on all of them. It turned out to be a good thing after all but I was pissed off for over 2 years... Hopefully your process is quicker than that.

[Apex]

I have a sudden urge to buy a suit.

Make sure it's ill-fitting, baggy, and with too-long sleeves.

[wap]

And a tie that tickles your

[Tar]

The weather is finally good in the early mornings/late evenings. Kiddo and I took some board (and a scooter) to a skate park after school yesterday and I'm pretty sore LOL

I never had a skate park like this one near me as a kid, so I took my basic skill sets and started slow, but eventually caught a groove before I fell back into a sloppy tired state. Kind of worked out drop ins on a 1/4 pipe that was 3 ft tall and leveled out with a nice pad of flat concrete. Bonked my elbow on one attempt, scuffs but no damage done.

My kid knew another boy from school and they hung out while his dad and I cruised around.... the only adult fucks on skateboards.

Kiddo on his scooter, how cool is this spot?

[D Griff]

The weather is finally good in the early mornings/late evenings. Kiddo and I took some board (and a scooter) to a skate park after school yesterday and I'm pretty sore LOL

I never had a skate park like this one near me as a kid, so I took my basic skill sets and started slow, but eventually caught a groove before I fell back into a sloppy tired state. Kind of worked out drop ins on a 1/4 pipe that was 3 ft tall and leveled out with a nice pad of flat concrete. Bonked my elbow on one attempt, scuffs but no damage done.

My kid knew another boy from school and they hung out while his dad and I cruised around.... the only adult fucks on skateboards.

Kiddo on his scooter, how cool is this spot?

I always wished I had better skills when I used to skate, that park looks epic. I rode around my neighborhood a lot and stuff but never really mastered any tricks. A broken arm ultimately ended my skating career as I just never felt too comfortable on one again.

[Tar]

The weather is finally good in the early mornings/late evenings. Kiddo and I took some board (and a scooter) to a skate park after school yesterday and I'm pretty sore LOL

I never had a skate park like this one near me as a kid, so I took my basic skill sets and started slow, but eventually caught a groove before I fell back into a sloppy tired state. Kind of worked out drop ins on a 1/4 pipe that was 3 ft tall and leveled out with a nice pad of flat concrete. Bonked my elbow on one attempt, scuffs but no damage done.

My kid knew another boy from school and they hung out while his dad and I cruised around.... the only adult fucks on skateboards.

Kiddo on his scooter, how cool is this spot?

I always wished I had better skills when I used to skate, that park looks epic. I rode around my neighborhood a lot and stuff but never really mastered any tricks. A broken arm ultimately ended my skating career as I just never felt too comfortable on one again.

I'm on that level too, I can't hold a candle to the kids that are out there everyday doing tricks and plummeting into the bowls, but it takes a daily effort to build up the skills for all , and I just didn't have the facilities or friends to inspire me in that way. As long as my kiddo wants to keep going I'll bring my shitty garage sale board and work on one skill at a time. My next visit out will be the exact same thing, cruise around the transitions which are NBD and work on drop-ins when I'm feeling brave. It is 90% mental, I couldn't get myself to feel comfortable pointing the tip of the board straight down into the earth, so 75% of my attempts yesterday were me rolling down the incline on the back two wheels, which is probably an even more difficult task. I think I'm over the hump mentally, and am kind of hoping he wants to go out again today. I may grab us a set of elbow pads

[Tar]

My worst ever boarding injury was short of broken bones, but I tore myself up really badly.

It was about 7 pm on a cool summer day, and I was really into a longboard that I bought myself that summer. I've used it about a dozen times at night, when I'd go for a puff and cruise around my neighborhood. My wife asked me to pick a few things up at a Dollarama about 6 miles away from the , so I took my board knowing that I had an hour before they close, and I wanted the workout and it was a perfect excuse to ride my board. Got there just in the nick of time, and grabbed the bday trinkets she requested. Pleased with my journey, I threw my helmet back on and began -ing home. It was now getting dark and I had an interesting strip of asphalt to cruise home on, super wide, but it was beside a pretty serious roadway, where cars tend to reach freeway speeds. Thankfully, the path was smooth and had a guardrail separating bicyclists and pedestrians from the cars. There was one stretch that dipped down into a valley and eventually across some railroad tracks, and somehow I had an okay time making it down from the opposite side earlier. I looked forward to taking it on again . I could normally control my speed going downhill using a number of techniques, but I overestimated the decent on the the way back and was now moving beyond a sustainable speed thanks to a speed wobble and too narrow of a strip to alternate directions and strip off speed! I went from a comfortable carving style transition to straight down trying to sustain my speed wobble, and not it the rock wall put on my right side, and a metal guard rail on my left. The darkness only made things seem more dramatic. Thankfully I was 3/4 of the way down the slope and I knew that the wobble wasn't going to get any worse and I felt like I reached my max speed. Did I mention that I just installed new bearings from a Japanese industrial bearing supplier? That board was fucking fast! Finally reached level ground and my eyes caught the newest obstacle, the railroad tracks, and they were already closer then I though that they would be, I assumed that they were in the middle of the valley's dip.. Not so! If I tried to bail I was going to hit the pavement hard or I would run into an immovable object on both sides of me, so there really was nowhere for me to go safely. I figured, that this was going to hurt NO MATTER WHAT I did, so I chose the dumbest/most epic way to take on this looming :doom: , I was literally going to try and jump the tracks :LOLOL: , it obviously didn't work but I knew it and thought at least I'll go down in heroic fashion. The front wheels got over the first set of tracks, and the back wheels dug right into the rut. The board came to an immediate halt as I projectiled like a big fucking idiot. When I hit the ground it was feet first, knee second, ribcage and hands third. My face was fine, thankfully. I lied there waiting for my brain to convince my lungs that they were going to have to suck air in, regardless of the pain they knew would follow. *GASP* followed by moan, fuck, and a laugh. I was alive, I looked back at my board and it was in the first track. So that didn't go well. I got up and tested all of my limbs, nothing broken at least, but the palms of my hands were torn badly and so was my right knee. A flap of skin encrusted with greasy little pebbles and sand hung off my bone white kneecap. It was gross, but only got worse when blood started to pour out of the remaining flesh. I wiped as much of the dirt off as I could, picked up my board and walked up the hill on the other side of the tracks. Slowly alternating between walking and skating back to the house once I reached level ground again.

It took about a month for that skin to recover, I found a pretty cool gel like fake skin pad that acted as a barrier between my knee and pants. :superderp:

[troyguitar]

First round of eBay stuff going out. That took a long time to get packed up, should have started a week earlier in hindsight... Feels good to get some profit

Now I'm taking a mcgriddle break.

[wap]

My worst ever boarding injury was short of broken bones, but I tore myself up really badly.

It was about 7 pm on a cool summer day, and I was really into a longboard that I bought myself that summer. I've used it about a dozen times at night, when I'd go for a puff and cruise around my neighborhood. My wife asked me to pick a few things up at a Dollarama about 6 miles away from the , so I took my board knowing that I had an hour before they close, and I wanted the workout and it was a perfect excuse to ride my board. Got there just in the nick of time, and grabbed the bday trinkets she requested. Pleased with my journey, I threw my helmet back on and began -ing home. It was now getting dark and I had an interesting strip of asphalt to cruise home on, super wide, but it was beside a pretty serious roadway, where cars tend to reach freeway speeds. Thankfully, the path was smooth and had a guardrail separating bicyclists and pedestrians from the cars. There was one stretch that dipped down into a valley and eventually across some railroad tracks, and somehow I had an okay time making it down from the opposite side earlier. I looked forward to taking it on again . I could normally control my speed going downhill using a number of techniques, but I overestimated the decent on the the way back and was now moving beyond a sustainable speed thanks to a speed wobble and too narrow of a strip to alternate directions and strip off speed! I went from a comfortable carving style transition to straight down trying to sustain my speed wobble, and not it the rock wall put on my right side, and a metal guard rail on my left. The darkness only made things seem more dramatic. Thankfully I was 3/4 of the way down the slope and I knew that the wobble wasn't going to get any worse and I felt like I reached my max speed. Did I mention that I just installed new bearings from a Japanese industrial bearing supplier? That board was fucking fast! Finally reached level ground and my eyes caught the newest obstacle, the railroad tracks, and they were already closer then I though that they would be, I assumed that they were in the middle of the valley's dip.. Not so! If I tried to bail I was going to hit the pavement hard or I would run into an immovable object on both sides of me, so there really was nowhere for me to go safely. I figured, that this was going to hurt NO MATTER WHAT I did, so I chose the dumbest/most epic way to take on this looming :doom: , I was literally going to try and jump the tracks :LOLOL: , it obviously didn't work but I knew it and thought at least I'll go down in heroic fashion. The front wheels got over the first set of tracks, and the back wheels dug right into the rut. The board came to an immediate halt as I projectiled like a big fucking idiot. When I hit the ground it was feet first, knee second, ribcage and hands third. My face was fine, thankfully. I lied there waiting for my brain to convince my lungs that they were going to have to suck air in, regardless of the pain they knew would follow. *GASP* followed by moan, fuck, and a laugh. I was alive, I looked back at my board and it was in the first track. So that didn't go well. I got up and tested all of my limbs, nothing broken at least, but the palms of my hands were torn badly and so was my right knee. A flap of skin encrusted with greasy little pebbles and sand hung off my bone white kneecap. It was gross, but only got worse when blood started to pour out of the remaining flesh. I wiped as much of the dirt off as I could, picked up my board and walked up the hill on the other side of the tracks. Slowly alternating between walking and skating back to the house once I reached level ground again.

It took about a month for that skin to recover, I found a pretty cool gel like fake skin pad that acted as a barrier between my knee and pants. :superderp:

5/7 read of a horribad accident. Yikes.

[coogles]

My worst ever boarding injury was short of broken bones, but I tore myself up really badly.

It was about 7 pm on a cool summer day, and I was really into a longboard that I bought myself that summer. I've used it about a dozen times at night, when I'd go for a puff and cruise around my neighborhood. My wife asked me to pick a few things up at a Dollarama about 6 miles away from the , so I took my board knowing that I had an hour before they close, and I wanted the workout and it was a perfect excuse to ride my board. Got there just in the nick of time, and grabbed the bday trinkets she requested. Pleased with my journey, I threw my helmet back on and began -ing home. It was now getting dark and I had an interesting strip of asphalt to cruise home on, super wide, but it was beside a pretty serious roadway, where cars tend to reach freeway speeds. Thankfully, the path was smooth and had a guardrail separating bicyclists and pedestrians from the cars. There was one stretch that dipped down into a valley and eventually across some railroad tracks, and somehow I had an okay time making it down from the opposite side earlier. I looked forward to taking it on again . I could normally control my speed going downhill using a number of techniques, but I overestimated the decent on the the way back and was now moving beyond a sustainable speed thanks to a speed wobble and too narrow of a strip to alternate directions and strip off speed! I went from a comfortable carving style transition to straight down trying to sustain my speed wobble, and not it the rock wall put on my right side, and a metal guard rail on my left. The darkness only made things seem more dramatic. Thankfully I was 3/4 of the way down the slope and I knew that the wobble wasn't going to get any worse and I felt like I reached my max speed. Did I mention that I just installed new bearings from a Japanese industrial bearing supplier? That board was fucking fast! Finally reached level ground and my eyes caught the newest obstacle, the railroad tracks, and they were already closer then I though that they would be, I assumed that they were in the middle of the valley's dip.. Not so! If I tried to bail I was going to hit the pavement hard or I would run into an immovable object on both sides of me, so there really was nowhere for me to go safely. I figured, that this was going to hurt NO MATTER WHAT I did, so I chose the dumbest/most epic way to take on this looming :doom: , I was literally going to try and jump the tracks :LOLOL: , it obviously didn't work but I knew it and thought at least I'll go down in heroic fashion. The front wheels got over the first set of tracks, and the back wheels dug right into the rut. The board came to an immediate halt as I projectiled like a big fucking idiot. When I hit the ground it was feet first, knee second, ribcage and hands third. My face was fine, thankfully. I lied there waiting for my brain to convince my lungs that they were going to have to suck air in, regardless of the pain they knew would follow. *GASP* followed by moan, fuck, and a laugh. I was alive, I looked back at my board and it was in the first track. So that didn't go well. I got up and tested all of my limbs, nothing broken at least, but the palms of my hands were torn badly and so was my right knee. A flap of skin encrusted with greasy little pebbles and sand hung off my bone white kneecap. It was gross, but only got worse when blood started to pour out of the remaining flesh. I wiped as much of the dirt off as I could, picked up my board and walked up the hill on the other side of the tracks. Slowly alternating between walking and skating back to the house once I reached level ground again.

It took about a month for that skin to recover, I found a pretty cool gel like fake skin pad that acted as a barrier between my knee and pants. :superderp:

A for effort?

Good read.

[Irish]

My oldest son is an avid long boarder. A few year back he wiped our pretty bad on the hill outside our house. Road burn for days on his back and ass. He now has a motorized electric board that he rides all over town.

If I were you Mario, I would def invest in top shelf helmets and pads for you and the kiddo. Ounce of prevention and all that......

[razr390]

Dunkin Donuts always hits the spot.

[razr390]

I used to skateboard in high school. Never did vert though. Just street skate. I was not good either. Just could do ollies and heel flips over/off some things. But I got to hang out with a bunch of really good people so it was cool to watch them be experts at it.

[Tar]

My worst ever boarding injury was short of broken bones, but I tore myself up really badly.

It was about 7 pm on a cool summer day, and I was really into a longboard that I bought myself that summer. I've used it about a dozen times at night, when I'd go for a puff and cruise around my neighborhood. My wife asked me to pick a few things up at a Dollarama about 6 miles away from the , so I took my board knowing that I had an hour before they close, and I wanted the workout and it was a perfect excuse to ride my board. Got there just in the nick of time, and grabbed the bday trinkets she requested. Pleased with my journey, I threw my helmet back on and began -ing home. It was now getting dark and I had an interesting strip of asphalt to cruise home on, super wide, but it was beside a pretty serious roadway, where cars tend to reach freeway speeds. Thankfully, the path was smooth and had a guardrail separating bicyclists and pedestrians from the cars. There was one stretch that dipped down into a valley and eventually across some railroad tracks, and somehow I had an okay time making it down from the opposite side earlier. I looked forward to taking it on again . I could normally control my speed going downhill using a number of techniques, but I overestimated the decent on the the way back and was now moving beyond a sustainable speed thanks to a speed wobble and too narrow of a strip to alternate directions and strip off speed! I went from a comfortable carving style transition to straight down trying to sustain my speed wobble, and not it the rock wall put on my right side, and a metal guard rail on my left. The darkness only made things seem more dramatic. Thankfully I was 3/4 of the way down the slope and I knew that the wobble wasn't going to get any worse and I felt like I reached my max speed. Did I mention that I just installed new bearings from a Japanese industrial bearing supplier? That board was fucking fast! Finally reached level ground and my eyes caught the newest obstacle, the railroad tracks, and they were already closer then I though that they would be, I assumed that they were in the middle of the valley's dip.. Not so! If I tried to bail I was going to hit the pavement hard or I would run into an immovable object on both sides of me, so there really was nowhere for me to go safely. I figured, that this was going to hurt NO MATTER WHAT I did, so I chose the dumbest/most epic way to take on this looming :doom: , I was literally going to try and jump the tracks :LOLOL: , it obviously didn't work but I knew it and thought at least I'll go down in heroic fashion. The front wheels got over the first set of tracks, and the back wheels dug right into the rut. The board came to an immediate halt as I projectiled like a big fucking idiot. When I hit the ground it was feet first, knee second, ribcage and hands third. My face was fine, thankfully. I lied there waiting for my brain to convince my lungs that they were going to have to suck air in, regardless of the pain they knew would follow. *GASP* followed by moan, fuck, and a laugh. I was alive, I looked back at my board and it was in the first track. So that didn't go well. I got up and tested all of my limbs, nothing broken at least, but the palms of my hands were torn badly and so was my right knee. A flap of skin encrusted with greasy little pebbles and sand hung off my bone white kneecap. It was gross, but only got worse when blood started to pour out of the remaining flesh. I wiped as much of the dirt off as I could, picked up my board and walked up the hill on the other side of the tracks. Slowly alternating between walking and skating back to the house once I reached level ground again.

It took about a month for that skin to recover, I found a pretty cool gel like fake skin pad that acted as a barrier between my knee and pants. :superderp:

A for effort?

Good read.

for sure, I was 100% commited!

[Tar]

My oldest son is an avid long boarder. A few year back he wiped our pretty bad on the hill outside our house. Road burn for days on his back and ass. He now has a motorized electric board that he rides all over town.

If I were you Mario, I would def invest in top shelf helmets and pads for you and the kiddo. Ounce of prevention and all that......

Thanks brotha, I'm in full agreement! We just went into full lockdown mode, so I'll be surprised if I can ascertain that easily but I'm going to figure it out on my lunch break.

[wap]

Dunkin Donuts always hits the spot.

Spoken like a true

[Tar]

I used to skateboard in high school. Never did vert though. Just street skate. I was not good either. Just could do ollies and heel flips over/off some things. But I got to hang out with a bunch of really good people so it was cool to watch them be experts at it.

My 2/7 skills helped me catch snowboarding more easily, which makes going back feel somewhat comfortable. I love the community, we had a rad time and I made frandz with Frank the skater extraordinaire dad plus a bunch of teenagers that legit were sharing camaraderie and tips. There was no division between the black kid or east Indian kid and the other white kids at the park, and age didn't matter since everyone was out to have wholesome fun.

[troyguitar]

Dunkin Donuts always hits the spot.

Spoken like a true

The apple fritters are perfect

[SAWCE]

I miss skateboarding. That’s about all I did from 11ish until I was about 22. I was never great, but it was just always fun.

There’s a skatepark near my place now, I need to buy a board and go fuck around a bit.

[D Griff]

My oldest son is an avid long boarder. A few year back he wiped our pretty bad on the hill outside our house. Road burn for days on his back and ass. He now has a motorized electric board that he rides all over town.

If I were you Mario, I would def invest in top shelf helmets and pads for you and the kiddo. Ounce of prevention and all that......

idea. I had a helmet I paid more for than the bike I was riding for a while

I used to long board in college, was fun, but I feel like I'm too old to handle the falls anymore