The last of my crackberry photos… since last week I dropped my phone and broke it after a night of mayhem. So this are the missing photos from last week’s ticket madness at the Ocean Mist and Joyce’s pub.
Glen just got on my case for slacking. Sorry there hasn’t been a post in awhile – I’m swamped with school and work and was without my camera as it took a trip to Nebraska with Chip. More is coming, but for an immediate update, here’s some photos that have been chilling on my phone…
All the way back to the night of the Meta video premier. I had made the decision to forget about school, work, my NSF application, and all responsible thoughts and actions for a night, so I needed some liquid reinforcement…
Forgot about these pictures..
I have a test tomorrow morning at 8am. And it was such a beautiful day. Too amazing not to skate, but far too screwed not to work. So I’ve forced myself to sit in front of my computer with my notes scattered around me indoors… a nice mirage of good work ethic and motivation. Unfortunately I’ve done just about everything else except prepare myself for tomorrow. Minus my short bike ride and leisurely wandering around a kite shop on Pearl, it’s been a sad afternoon and evening. So here’s to randomness…
After a long day of classes and building “levees” with some 9th and 10th graders on campus, I had to run back to Lafayette because I forgot my flash drive in the classroom I was working in the day before. In the end, the timing coincided perfectly with a session about to go down at the Lafayette park. Since it’s still under construction, I brought a case of tecate to appease the Team Pain workers. Skating the bowls was a blast, and the weather was amazing. I can’t wait to since the finished product.
Before it got dark, I ran back to campus to do a few more things for work, then met up with Glen. We picked up Fuzz, stopped by Community to watch beers being shotgunned and to drop off boards. Then to Denver for a 303 visit, pizza stop and a downtown session.
On the way up it sounded like Glen had a serious crew for the night, but after a bunch of bailing, it was just the three of us. But all for the better… such a rad sesh. I ollied over my first handrail… although it was far different that any handrail you might envision. We also made it back to the 4 flat 4 that I had gotten kicked out of after about 10 tries early on in the summer. (It’s an ollie, ollie, not ollying the whole double set) So last night I rolled up as the security guard was walking through the building after kicking us off the marble manny pad on the other side. I almost got it first try but slipped out on the landing after the second set… and then got kicked out. The rest of the night was rad too… a few spots I left to Glen and Fuzz cause I had nothing. But such a good time… and Glen came through with the awesome rendition of the entire session. So check it out!
My brother Seth kills it every year with the raddest birthday presents. This year, he got me a legit vintage skateboard from the early 1960s.
Love Vivy.
My brother Chip has told me he doesn’t look at this site. I hope that’s the case because I haven’t decided on a good excuse for skipping the football game and watching him run Ralphie. Regardless, Saturday is adventure day and it’s all or nothing. So skating it was.
It was a day of Trick Factory and some time with the Meta van…
After a long day and a few spots, we skated a park in the area until dark. The original plan was to skate Broomfield with Fuzz after he closed the shop, but it was the Trick Factory. Food was first priority. So off to 3 Margaritas for awesome food and pitchers of banana margs. At dinner we played a little old school MASH. Apparently, when I “grow up”, I will marry Cory Kennedy, live in an apartment in Costa Rica with a dog and drive a pick-up truck. Not too shabby. Then over to Crisis for chillen and videos. I ate and drank so much at dinner that I went through a hyper phase and then crashed… hard. A blurry end to the night…
…aah. Love it. Sorry to Chip… but so hard to miss Saturday adventures.