tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241173.post111120323904123161..comments2023-10-29T04:30:06.478-04:00Comments on Fakiegrind: The Beaseflatlanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09692458162486327189noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241173.post-1111520759328670762005-03-22T14:45:00.000-05:002005-03-22T14:45:00.000-05:00Ahhh yes, the Tequila Pigs! They currently wallow ...Ahhh yes, the Tequila Pigs! They currently wallow in the cooling Mud Holes of Vallhalla. But if you look closely on certain curbs and parking blocks of downtown Barrie, you might still be able to find the tiny black image of a dandelion, lovingly stenciled by a lone rider in the cozy darkness of a summer's night long past.flatlanderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09692458162486327189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11241173.post-1111501417010457852005-03-22T09:23:00.000-05:002005-03-22T09:23:00.000-05:00That made me all weepy eye'd. It made me sit up st...That made me all weepy eye'd. It made me sit up strait.<BR/>when I skated nights I never lost sight of how fantastic it was in the present moment. No cars, just the sounds your board makes as you pop and slide.<BR/><BR/>The transitional tricks are important. It shows that you care. That your one "big trick" isn't as important as your line or run.<BR/><BR/>I spent so much time downtown Barrie working lines. It would get so that from any place I would fall into this invisible trail. Anyone watching who thought I was improvising the whole thing would be blown away.<BR/><BR/>Then there were "the pigs", and I don't mean police. We conculted the pigs, but that's another story.Emoryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08654273893781309235noreply@blogger.com