This was supposed to be my glorious debut back to street skating. Only one word can truly describe how I feel right now. FUCK! After some dorking around at Crisis (John and I both rattled off some funny curb tricks like nose stall body varial reverts or something) we headed to downtown Denver. We started off at this parking garage hill bomb spot that I’ve seen in various web edits before, but have never skated. Fuzz bombed it quick like. John, Carleigh and I took our time. I slid out on a powerslide. Got a kickflip in, tiny powerslide, one foot drag and wanted to do it again without the foot drag. Carleigh ollied in and did a couple foot drags, but was hauling ass. John front shoved in with a couple foot drags too. I wanted fakie bigflip in. Got a good one, but slid out on the powerslide again (it was slick!). Then went to try another and there it was, that sharp pain in my knee. FUCK FUCK FUCK. I was a little dramatic about it, but believe me if my friends wouldn’t have been there I would have not been so quiet and nice to my skateboard.

I thought my night would be over. I hung out while they skated a parking garage for awhile. I tried a few slappy tailslide tricks, but nothing. John killed some lines. Almost did front shove front nose to fakie then halfcab manual. Fuzz struggled with nose manuals? What the heck. Carleigh was working on front tails and back 50s it looked like. We got the boot. Ended up at a spot only old men (or Jack) could have fun at. Curb up, curb up, two down, one down. John ruled it with front 180 up then switch kickturn up (seriously). We got the boot. Tabor center. John and Fuzz front 50’d it. We dorked around on the bank at the top. Fuzz had a sick front tail revert over the hip thing and was working on noseblunt transfer thing and we got the boot. Ended up at the marble ledge/two stair spot. Carleigh did a bunch of flatground. Fuzz almost flew through the window. Fuzz and John stared at a two stair debating kickflips for too long so I set my board down and kickflipped it first try. Somehow that didn’t hurt so I did a slow front shove down it too. Carleigh got kickflip too. Fuzz did lots of 180s in various ways up/down.

We ended up here. John did a cool front tail from the lower level to a curb behind the photo. Fuzz boardslid a pole and then ollied to the street. Carleigh ollied the gap first t.

This wasted idiot kept trying to get close to me. Not in a cool way. He sucks.

That was pretty much the end of skating after some dorking around the corner and Fuzz ollied a gap. After that Fuzz scared us all. Please take care of yourself dude. As far as me skating I don’t know what to think. The sharp pain might be caused by the arthritis, I don’t know. It might also just be done for good and ollies will be a thing of the past for me. I know I’m insanely depressed about it right now.