Not the best recording, but you get the feel of it. I’ve been on a big Drive Like Jehu kick again lately.

Brian, Nate, Jam, Travis and I headed out from IBM around 4pm on a super nice February day.  It was around 60.  Insane.  We arrived at Northside after sun had started going down.  Being my lame self I got frustrated right away even though I haven’t been skating much lately.  I tried manualling the MJ ledge and after only about 50 tries I got it.  The dark settled in real quick, too quick to document Brian’s hurricane season.  Travis, Brian and I messed around on the end of the jersey barrier for awhile.  Brian got a blunt fakie, Travis did a few rad front pivot crailish tricks.  I did a back pivot.  Whoopie.  Before leaving Nate and I played a pretty bad game of SKATE.  Nate put down a perfect nollie tre which I couldn’t get, but I somehow prevailed with all of my fakie flip tricks.  And once again, this is only because Nate is nice and doesn’t do all the tricks I can’t do.  Ie, everything switch and nollie with the exception of nollie tres.We hit Longmont park on the way back and it started off about as rad as it could with Jam rolling into the bank by the rail.  He was hyped.  We were hyped.  The session wasn’t so hot for me.  I had to promise myself no sex on Valentines Day if I couldn’t ollie flyout over a cone which I barely was able to do.  Whew!  Not much more went down except me slamming hard on a back 50 attempt until we went to leave and a couple games of SKATE came out.  The first one was between Brian, Nate, Travis and I and it was a whatever game meaning no complies were good, bonelesses, whatever.  I missed basically every single trick.  It was rough.  After Nate and I got out Brian went on to land a treflip backed with a front foot impossible then a back foot impossible and even his new trick for the night – front powerslide shove.  Sick!  Nate and I played a regular flip trick game that went on forever and somehow I won.  Neither of us could land a treflip to save our lives.  Ugh!