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Events around here are garded really well
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On 7/3/2004 wes
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The problem we have around here is when they shut down streets for events they bitch at the skaters and threated with arest. I got the same thing when i went down to the boardwalk at Hampton Beech just 20 minuts from me here in NH.
Wes
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cruisin' ona someday afternoon...
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On 7/2/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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been finding some priceless rides on the outskirts of local events. most any street leading to any large public gathering closed off to motorized vehicle traffic resticted to pedestians only is a riders day dream (especially if its on a hill). i've spent too many years evading these gatherings of vast crowds because after a while their pretty all much the same. guess i was wrong all along.
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whoa..Head Rush in W.Va
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On 6/28/2004 Dave G
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PsYcoloYD, that was like a shotgun of kindness!!! Somehow I felt as if I were there w/ you cruisin' the smoothness of them fine Chicago blvds!! I owe you big on that one.
Enjoy, I did!!!
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pride
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On 6/28/2004 cfavero
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i cant go near that thing.all the bears wanna make me their posterboy.cf
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skirting the issue of pride
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On 6/27/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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got the 7:10 am page to pull up stakes and head into the unmanned data center early this morning after spending a bit too much time invested in the post race activities of the night before. snoozed at the climate controlled console trying to keep a handle on load balancer cutovers then backout procedures as another useless tasks took a chunk out of my sunny day. skipped out of there w/the dilemma, slack off at the beach or be a good boy and see just how the missus can put a twist on my already small but shrinking sense of reality.
waited at the corner restaurant nursing a coffee and rolling a turkish glow stick as the conversation at the counter turned to the pride parade that was to happen today. made me realize just how bad i didn't want to be in a crowded street corner as made up men and some hand made women turn my stillness into a frenzy. i declined the invitation as she beckoned come hither through my cell.
julicat strolled the route to a swedish breakfast as i did the slow burn directly in her flight path. occasionally turning on the turbo only to return and then scoot off in another direction for a bit. openhouses were the distraction that allowed me to smolder a bit as the smoke got in my eyes.
then the much feared redirect, like hammer blows beat into my skull: "lets go to the pride parade!" shattered the safe retreat of the little boy in the back of my mind. "go to the parade..." she coaxed w/the notion that i always go in screaming but wind up having my own good time whenever she takes me somewhere completely out of my realm (though she's right you know).
hopping the train direct into bedlam sticking close to my woman as our eyes would wander and our minds would wonder if that gorgeous thing in the toga was too good to be true. realization hit that one could be in the midst of some of the most beautiful women at times (as she smiles). exiting into the crowd opposite of the direction of the flow. we were like oceans of fish schooled in mob mentality milling back and forth as w/the tides. we kept off the main feeder streets patrolled w/shark like teati piranhas because the shallows offered the protection of the reef... er, more about that later. the path eastward got deeper so i dropped in and weaved my way through the mass of humanity and some of questionable origin too. carving back and forth on streets too full of the pedestrian mollusks some stars and urchins try as they might couldn't get in the way. we approached the raging flames of volcanic expression as straight lines blurred in the distance which was the parade.
she was there sittin' on the box to boost her small frame to heights of ecstasy pouring her shaker of margaritas into any inviting cup till it runneth all over. sweet petite but not in my radar as scanning my window of approach proved informational overload as air raid sirens in my mind turned into the car alarm parroted by her and her companion (cutest thing i never noticed).
the burly boxboy came by with his dripping load beering the icy chip on his shoulder. dropped his leinies and started to make like maniken pis as her expression of dismay turned to panic. rudely numbly talking her up and stumbling through the mumbled thoughts of his depravity momentarily distracted by the alarmed car as he dry humped the grill without satisfaction. thoughts of him getting a bad case of the knocks or even pings or even worse welled but subsided in laughter once more. then he approached our slight but surly korean girl friend with hopes of.. what? (no one knows of gives a damn bout). i had to think for a moment but acted without self-doubt as "hey dude, she's my sister..." almost lip synched but then again microphone was on. he backed off immediately as i offered to watch his packaged goods if you would so he can run off to heed that unnatural call. my new li'l handed me one of them beers with a heartfelt hug and signing it with two hands meeting above her head like a valentine winking and smiling as she introduced her lover as if she was our mutual friend! dripping wet boxboy returned with a refreshed sense of repugnancy as she bummed a cigarette and told him to give me (her brother) for watching his now depleted stash.
like the other sister i never had we hugged, as she left sayin': "call me later!" to the questioning glare of my life partner. then she and her lover danced hand in hand into the misty crowd of indulgence leaving me holding the preverbal bag. after that i really couldn't hear anything she said but understood everything left unmentioned.
a few moments more at the edge of the churn and then we too were swept into the exodus w/little direction. this time going with the flow i dropped in to another smooth and soothing release on the warm asphalt mind glittering peopled by glistening beads of expression. as the road took to lsd we hopped on a northbound bus piloted by a lady she would sing us the blues. we were on a roll.
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411 911
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On 6/24/2004
cfavero
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my balls and head ache after watching that one,thanks pal.cf
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On 6/24/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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let's all take a moment to watch this dvd. its all about stylin' if you wanna blow chunks...
click on the pic and be ready to get sick!
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so good that mine seems to have evaporated...
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On 6/22/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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...yeah left mine w/the chef that time she passed on two. hadn't seen it since. coulda, woulda, shoulda saved the windows cdrom disk as backup is what the all knowing 20/20 hindsight postcast indicates but too late now.
said he had it in paris but the sight of the eiffel from the bay windows was just too distracting. then he calls in the middle of the lunch today but she prooved too distracting too. bet once this is read the liquid will reappear 'n all will be cool w/the freak brothers.
whoever wherever whatever 4
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Steo into Liquid
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On 6/22/2004 AdamH
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Step into Liquid is one of the best movies I've ever seen.
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liquid sole
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On 6/21/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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cf stepped into liquid and christened his new pair of vans...
...got all pissed he did.
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throw another deck in the rolling fire...
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On 6/20/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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yesterday we skated to the heartland as julicat took the stroll early in the morning. cnova accompanied us for just a taste of the natural.
later on in the evening cnova and i got all slack-jawed w/oldschool ozzie and the rest of his crew. loads of bier, softball 'n bbq. old times w/great friends. droped down into the blazement for a twist, grabbed a loose deck to roll on only to find myself using a signed wes humpston flying-w which shed its seedso nicely. she was there in her cowboy boots skinniest little thing, from a truckers dream. leaving the crew with a pretty damn good impression of amsterdam. best part was the sacrificial bon fire to the longboard gods. one big stack of flipper sticks turned to ash as some band w/no name played on through the night.
it must have been more than just a fog filled dream or a product of this hallucinogenic imagination because today the skating could only be described as epic.
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good lookin' out
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On 6/20/2004 angi
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sweet! thanks silver..I'll check it out...sounds right up my alley!
the other nite we were getting ready to head out to watch our friends band play and I turned it on the FUEL channel (for the dogs to watch) ;) and Step Into Liquid was just coming on...I TEVO'd it and am gonna watch it tonite. I remember you had told me about it a while back.
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Extreme Sports Gadgets
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On 6/19/2004
silversurfer
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...has anyone seen this? It's part of the "Modern Marvels" show on the History Channel (cable tv).
It talks about the invention of mountain boarding, mountain biking, snow boarding and some other cool stuff like sky boarding!
To anyone with cable, I recommend this show! Cool stuff, great video.
Anji - you'll like it, it has a very cool segment on wake boarding, too.
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psycholoyds slow roll
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On 6/18/2004 ethan
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Way to make the best of it, psycholoyd.
Trading in the rush of speed for the peace of mindfullness sounds like a real good idea while your healing.
I'm in a bit of the same boat - achilles tendonitis - if I push on the flats with my 'normal' push foot I reinjure it. So I gotta pump like crazy and push once in a while with my 'wrong' foot. I really need to take like 3 months off of my foot to let it heal, but that is so hard to do in the summer when the concrete is dry. Grr.
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slow roll to knowhere
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On 6/18/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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starting to feel a lot better these days, scabs are just discolored patches on knees and hands, and the push leg calf muscle is starting to gain some strength again. hadn't stopped riding the whole time so that i wouldn't loose the "feel". in fact i learned some things by goin' mongo and doing a little bit of switch but only on rare occasions as i don't want to bring on another set of injuries to complicate things.
started skating real slow when that was all i could do. now its starting to become a habit as i can enjoy all the sites along the way. one or two miles an hour sounds like such a snails pace but this also alows one to work on the subtleties of technique. found myself using luca's arm technique almost exclusively to see just what kind of effect it had on the ride. was totally surprised to see how much power one can derive from the simple swing (almost a a ridgehand choping motion) of the "back" arm while rolling along at walking speed.
so nice to observe birds 'n rabbits sauntering about as you cruise along silently in stealth mode. though i still can't get used to that faint smell of wood when you happen upon it on occasion.
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trees
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On 6/18/2004 cfavero
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doesnt the gut who posted that pic own "slidegear"?cf
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how trees reproduce
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On 6/18/2004 MissouriMatt
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It's a slow grind for trees, but once theve commited to it, you almost have to cut them apart to get them to stop. It looks like that guys bringing the wood. I'd let them finish.
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hows 'bout that for a strange posts?
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On 6/16/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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...it was just too funny not to take that opportunity when it presented itself. only one or two will understand its significance but not to worry it was all in fun.
i also wanna mention that we will be racing at said location (grant park) on the 26th of june (weekend after this one). short notice but that's what underground racing is all about. if anybody's interested please do check on the events forum for details.
peas
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cops haven't posed any problems...
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On 6/15/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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...like others are experiencing with their f#@!ing trees.
these sightings has everybody stumped!!!
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Chi Town.
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On 6/15/2004 Roboto PDX
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Wow it's great to see those pics of the wall in Chicago. I Lived in Chicago for 5 years and NEVER saw anyone take on that wall. I did not have the guts and I did not want to see my board fly into the lake. BTW are you guys having any trouble with those Chicago cops? Keep charging Chitown!
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...found a few fer ya
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On 6/14/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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shallow end
less than zero
long live the king
none of these situations are based on fact, the names have been changed to protect the innocent.
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Chicago cruzin
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On 6/14/2004 Duane
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I really enjoyed the bike path and sidewalk action on the waterfront. I was there for the plastics show last summer and handily beat my co-workers to and from the hotel to the convention. For non-natives, you pass right by Shedd and the pictured area. The first day my co-workers were teasing me, until I kicked the 3 miles in 14 minutes, and was sitting at our booth for 20 minutes before they got there (bus in traffic). I'm pretty sure I bombed that steep sidewalk, there can't be too many like it, I just foot dragged at the bottom and turned it out.
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thanks angi...
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On 6/14/2004 psYch0Lloyd
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...here's a couple more to give you some perspective.
chicago skyline from field museum
the seawall by the shedd aquarium
if you look very carefully at the second shot you might be able to make out the 9' high wall with only 4' of transition at the bottom to vert and something like 1.5' on top going to 12 o'clock. once i post a closeup shot you will recognize how closely this resembles a wave. the only problem is that its curved away instead of bowled out like one would prefer making this is one of the most challenging rides around.
...in the near future i hope to have pictures of people riding these classic spots.
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pix
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On 6/14/2004 angi
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sweet! that looks like a beautiful ridin' spot!
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chi town
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On 6/14/2004
cfavero
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al,those are nice photos but you cannot lead these fine folks on.those photos show only half of it.how about the run cnova bombed.its a 200 yard walkway 8 to ten feet wide with an 8 to ten percent grade.you really cant carve to scrub speed,oh,i forgot to mention the near 90 degree right hand turn at the bottom.if you blow the turn,the railing will eat you.it spits you out at 25 to 30 mph.after that all you have to clear are the balliards 36 inches wide and not kiss the wall if you drift wide.that was probably one of the gnarlier things i have seen there.cf
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