STF SPRING COLLECTION

This is from the STF's spring catalog. It's a photo. Hoagie is by Lee's, chips are by Herr's, root beer by Stewart's. Bye.

sidewalk surfing with the alien/enemy

I was at my spot, the USP parking lot, just ripping in general... some dude on a long board shows up. He was maybe five or ten years older than me. Helmeted and carrying his stick, I nodded towards him. "Hey."

He wasn't interested in crossing streams so I let him go about his business of gliding and turning. His opaque orange wheels were huge. I decided to show off my prowess of the short board with kicked nose and tail. I kickflipped and shove-it ed. I gently placed my rear axle on a parking block and smoothed the front end of my board over the far side, arching my back to execute a perfect feeble stall. I stalled till dusk.

I went for some backside 180 ollie to switch 180 frontside ollie on the downhill. Mr. Broadboard was right behind me. It was at that point that I decided I didn't want to talk to him. I was kicking my tailfeathers while he was gliding and gliding. We couldn't be expected to understand one another. He kept gliding and subtle turns, but I wanted no part of it.

"Get away from me you savage brute" he thought to himself as he pursued me.

My only getaway was to ollie off the speed bump at the bottom of the hill. I basically ollied into a time oblivion. Whatever. It was that kind of thinking that got me out of there.

Next thing I knew I was involving myself in some sort of wit battle, a battle of the wits if you will, with a yellow paint parking block. Just going for the old boardslide to feeble. Circa Rick Howard Adventures in Cheese.

I saw the longboarder waltzing matilda up the sidewalk. He had been defeated by a short sword.