My parents have started to notice that I never am home as much as I have been in the past. I don't think they have a problem with me being out late and doing other things besides staying at home, but I feel like I am in that part of a movie of a kid who grew up to be a semi-mature adult. Ya know, the part where the guy's parents are standing on their porch saying "They grow up so fast" while a tear drop falls from the mother's eyes and the father has to bring her inside so she doesn't make a scene in the neighborhood. That's where I am at right now, at least that's what I think.
A major reason as to why I stay out so late is because majority of my buddies are either working super long shifts or are asleep during the day, making the time frame of 10 pm to 2/3 am prime time for shenanigans.
Although I didn't hang out with anybody or do anything crazy last night, I just couldn't fall asleep as easily as I should have. So, I stayed up for hours upon hours just thinking about anything that came o my mind.
One of those random thoughts that came over me is how humans pronounce words. If you think about it, words are just a bunch of letters strung along one another and we pronounce them as such. It just blows my mind for some reason and I am not too sure why. Especially when you stumble across a word that you just said and take a second to think about why the word is like this. "Why does "especially" sound the way it does and why is it spelled like that?" Questions like that and others rattle my psyche to no end.
Another concept that I thought about is how great dogs are. They are some of the most pure animals on the planet. My dog is old and sleeps a ton but he is the apple of my eye undoubtedly. Most dogs that I have met are always so nice and genuine and like to make you feel welcome. And, no matter what, they are always by your side. There have been times where I accidentally have stepped on my dogs paw or tail and he just licks me as if I had just given him a treat. Needless to say, I love dogs. A lot.
In other news that is unrelated to this blog post, I am going to D.C. this weekend to see one of my best friend's new house that he and some others bought for this upcoming school year. I plan on getting very belligerent this weekend and hope others around me choose to do the same. Cheers!
Thursday, August 10, 2017
Tuesday, August 8, 2017
Coffee
We all start our mornings out in our own unique way. It could be your mom yelling at you for not doing the dishes the night before, birds pecking at your window, or having the sunlight peek through your blinds enough to force you out of your slumber. While all of those ways one could start their day sound thrilling, I think a lot of people turn to coffee to begin their day instead of those mentioned previously.
Why coffee? Is it the taste, the aroma? Does drinking coffee make you feel smarter? All valid reasons, especially the latter.
I enjoy drinking coffee to start my mornings because it is an instant pick-me-up. As soon as I feel the coffee hit my body I am automatically locked in for what my day (at least a few hours of it) has in store for me.
The amount of flavors and tastes that reside in the coffee spectrum are almost endless. French Vanilla, Brazilian, Colombian, the list goes on. Plus, you can get your coffee in more ways in than one. Frappe, frappucino, latte, you name it. There is always something right for everyone when it comes to coffee. Some people don't like coffee and that's ok, maybe they're a tea and crumpets type of person. Who knows...
A fairly big reason as to why I enjoy drinking coffee so much, paired with all the others that I have named, stems from the fact that there are coffee shops all over the Richmond area. It's really cool going to different places and trying new types of coffee and just taking in the experience you're having while you're there. It truly is a great feeling. Maybe I am going too in depth about a drink that I sometimes spend way too much money on, or maybe I am just giving the nectar of the gods its rightful credit. Either way, I foresee a long and everlasting relationship with the coffee and all that comes with it.
Why coffee? Is it the taste, the aroma? Does drinking coffee make you feel smarter? All valid reasons, especially the latter.
I enjoy drinking coffee to start my mornings because it is an instant pick-me-up. As soon as I feel the coffee hit my body I am automatically locked in for what my day (at least a few hours of it) has in store for me.
The amount of flavors and tastes that reside in the coffee spectrum are almost endless. French Vanilla, Brazilian, Colombian, the list goes on. Plus, you can get your coffee in more ways in than one. Frappe, frappucino, latte, you name it. There is always something right for everyone when it comes to coffee. Some people don't like coffee and that's ok, maybe they're a tea and crumpets type of person. Who knows...
A fairly big reason as to why I enjoy drinking coffee so much, paired with all the others that I have named, stems from the fact that there are coffee shops all over the Richmond area. It's really cool going to different places and trying new types of coffee and just taking in the experience you're having while you're there. It truly is a great feeling. Maybe I am going too in depth about a drink that I sometimes spend way too much money on, or maybe I am just giving the nectar of the gods its rightful credit. Either way, I foresee a long and everlasting relationship with the coffee and all that comes with it.
Monday, August 7, 2017
Vacation
These last few days have gone by so fast, and I don't know why. Could it be due to the fact that it's starting to get darker earlier, or could I have slept majority of those days away? I can't even answer that question.
School starts back up in about two and a half weeks and I'm more excited than anything. I told myself that this year was going to be excellent for me academic wise and hope that I can hold myself accountable. Jesus, I hope so... (I mean that in the most lighthearted way possible).
I'm going to visit one of my buds in Arlington/D.C. this upcoming weekend and the weekend after I am going to Willis, Virginia (???) with a few of my other friends. We booked a cabin that has five acres of space which is more than enough for recreational activity of all sorts.
It's crazy how summer is steadily coming to an end, but I am pretty sure I say this to myself every year at the end of summer so I'll just end on that note.
School starts back up in about two and a half weeks and I'm more excited than anything. I told myself that this year was going to be excellent for me academic wise and hope that I can hold myself accountable. Jesus, I hope so... (I mean that in the most lighthearted way possible).
I'm going to visit one of my buds in Arlington/D.C. this upcoming weekend and the weekend after I am going to Willis, Virginia (???) with a few of my other friends. We booked a cabin that has five acres of space which is more than enough for recreational activity of all sorts.
It's crazy how summer is steadily coming to an end, but I am pretty sure I say this to myself every year at the end of summer so I'll just end on that note.
Saturday, July 15, 2017
Mid-Point of Summer: Thoughts and Reflections
The halfway point of summer.
Around this time of year, I always think about what I previously had planned for this time of year and put it against what has actually happened.
In March/April, I designated this time of year to visiting my friends in New York, D.C., and Boone. The New York trip is at least $200, going to D.C. for a few days is no more than $150, and the only problem with Boone is the 5 hour drive on a super busy interstate. Fun fact: the last time (and my first time) I went to Boone, the person that I hitched a ride with got a reckless driving ticket in Lawrenceville, Virginia (hilarious) and I saw my first overturned car on the freeway. Landmarks in my mental fortitude.
Those were all things that I had PLANNED for this time of year. Life has a funny way of putting detours and road work signs in places where you would least hope they would be. As much as it sucks, it teaches you how to roll with the punches and learn how to run straight through those detour and road work signs. In real life you should never actually run through a road work or detour sign though.
Even though my big summer plans are still on hold, these last few months have been great. I got my first article published by my internship about a week and a half ago. I received the email about it while leaving the skate park and I had to jump for joy. I've been enjoying the river as much as possible with the hot summer air looming all over the place. The thing is that it really isn't that hot outside, it's just so damn humid outside! Virginia weather is something else...
I also started my new job at Mellow Mushroom which I fucking love. The hours are long, but it's nothing new. My managers are awesome and my coworkers are just as great. The pizza is even better. At first I was afraid that I'd get tired of eating the restaurant's food over and over again, but it's been about a month and I have yet to get tired of their cuisine.
So, even though my summer didn't go as planned it has turned out to be an awesome one! I've tried to stop focusing on what is not there and looking at what's staring right at me. At times it is tough to not get caught up in the normal mental rhetoric of always questioning yourself "Why don't I have xyz?", I still even have issues with it. I believe we all expect great things for ourselves, which is normal and should be expected. But, when what you're expecting doesn't happen don't freak out! Examine what is in front of you, see what can be changed/fixed, and make the best out of your situation. I promise it will lead to not only great summertime fun but an exuberant everyday life as well. Cheers!
Around this time of year, I always think about what I previously had planned for this time of year and put it against what has actually happened.
In March/April, I designated this time of year to visiting my friends in New York, D.C., and Boone. The New York trip is at least $200, going to D.C. for a few days is no more than $150, and the only problem with Boone is the 5 hour drive on a super busy interstate. Fun fact: the last time (and my first time) I went to Boone, the person that I hitched a ride with got a reckless driving ticket in Lawrenceville, Virginia (hilarious) and I saw my first overturned car on the freeway. Landmarks in my mental fortitude.
Those were all things that I had PLANNED for this time of year. Life has a funny way of putting detours and road work signs in places where you would least hope they would be. As much as it sucks, it teaches you how to roll with the punches and learn how to run straight through those detour and road work signs. In real life you should never actually run through a road work or detour sign though.
Even though my big summer plans are still on hold, these last few months have been great. I got my first article published by my internship about a week and a half ago. I received the email about it while leaving the skate park and I had to jump for joy. I've been enjoying the river as much as possible with the hot summer air looming all over the place. The thing is that it really isn't that hot outside, it's just so damn humid outside! Virginia weather is something else...
I also started my new job at Mellow Mushroom which I fucking love. The hours are long, but it's nothing new. My managers are awesome and my coworkers are just as great. The pizza is even better. At first I was afraid that I'd get tired of eating the restaurant's food over and over again, but it's been about a month and I have yet to get tired of their cuisine.
So, even though my summer didn't go as planned it has turned out to be an awesome one! I've tried to stop focusing on what is not there and looking at what's staring right at me. At times it is tough to not get caught up in the normal mental rhetoric of always questioning yourself "Why don't I have xyz?", I still even have issues with it. I believe we all expect great things for ourselves, which is normal and should be expected. But, when what you're expecting doesn't happen don't freak out! Examine what is in front of you, see what can be changed/fixed, and make the best out of your situation. I promise it will lead to not only great summertime fun but an exuberant everyday life as well. Cheers!
Sunday, June 11, 2017
Money
The Andrews Sisters made the song "Money Is the Root of All Evil". But what about it makes it so evil? I mean, what is money anyway? To put it simply enough, it is a piece of paper. A damn piece of paper. A piece of paper that we ALL, no matter how much we deny, give a damn about. The benefit of the doubt is that we do need money to do everyday things. We use money to buy groceries, personal items, mortgage, all of that jazz. Money is a means to an end, and we all need it. So is the actual money evil, or is it the person behind the dollar dollar bill, y'all? It has to be the person behind it. How can an inanimate object with a dead president's face on it be evil? A piece of paper literally does not have a pulse, a heart beat, none of that nonsense.
Why are so many people infatuated with them racks? It's understandable as to why. Some think that the more money that you have the easier your life will be... Not entirely true. I am an extremely broke college student who made $4 after working 8 hours as a server at my job. It wasn't really necessary for me to share that but man was I pissed off.
Anyway, some think that with more money then more of your problems will just dissipate into thin air. Almost as if the problem never existed, right? Sadly that isn't how life works. I was watching Forensic Files with my dad and brother the other night and an extremely wealthy doctor decided to kill his wife after she figured out he was spending quality time with an enchantress after hours at the local strip club. Racks upon racks were tossed at this lil mama and the trend never seemed to end. I came in halfway in the show, so I am not too sure why he was being unfaithful to his supposed soul-mate. Maybe it doesn't even have anything to do with money and this guy's intentions were absolute shit to begin with. But, maybe he was in it just because he could afford to do it. And if that was the case, it just goes to show that just because you have money doesn't mean you have to spend it like he did and it DEFINITELY doesn't give you the right to be an asshole. Spending money just to spend it is called conspicuous spending. Like I said before, it's just spending money because you have it. It is almost as if those who participate in conspicuous spending feel like they NEED to spend it since they have that kind of wealth. In reality, that's not the case. Side-note: I learned the term "conspicuous spending" (at least that's what I think the term is) in my Modern Novel class. Turns out VCU's education is kind of working.
The whole paragraph prior to this one is a little messy and isn't as concise as I intended. The moral of the story is that we all need money to survive. It is awesome to make money because you can do cool things with friends and family and all that good stuff. Just don't let the greediness that often accompanies money creep into your lifestyle and turn you into a money hungry twat.
Why are so many people infatuated with them racks? It's understandable as to why. Some think that the more money that you have the easier your life will be... Not entirely true. I am an extremely broke college student who made $4 after working 8 hours as a server at my job. It wasn't really necessary for me to share that but man was I pissed off.
Anyway, some think that with more money then more of your problems will just dissipate into thin air. Almost as if the problem never existed, right? Sadly that isn't how life works. I was watching Forensic Files with my dad and brother the other night and an extremely wealthy doctor decided to kill his wife after she figured out he was spending quality time with an enchantress after hours at the local strip club. Racks upon racks were tossed at this lil mama and the trend never seemed to end. I came in halfway in the show, so I am not too sure why he was being unfaithful to his supposed soul-mate. Maybe it doesn't even have anything to do with money and this guy's intentions were absolute shit to begin with. But, maybe he was in it just because he could afford to do it. And if that was the case, it just goes to show that just because you have money doesn't mean you have to spend it like he did and it DEFINITELY doesn't give you the right to be an asshole. Spending money just to spend it is called conspicuous spending. Like I said before, it's just spending money because you have it. It is almost as if those who participate in conspicuous spending feel like they NEED to spend it since they have that kind of wealth. In reality, that's not the case. Side-note: I learned the term "conspicuous spending" (at least that's what I think the term is) in my Modern Novel class. Turns out VCU's education is kind of working.
The whole paragraph prior to this one is a little messy and isn't as concise as I intended. The moral of the story is that we all need money to survive. It is awesome to make money because you can do cool things with friends and family and all that good stuff. Just don't let the greediness that often accompanies money creep into your lifestyle and turn you into a money hungry twat.
Sunday, May 21, 2017
Summertime by Will Smith
The school year for VCU has just ended, so everybody who isn't a Richmond native or close-by native or a NoVa kid staying in the city for the summer is gone. One of the things that I have noticed when summer comes to the city is a sense of calm when I go on my daily commute. You can hear yourself think a little more, you aren't as paranoid about getting hit by a bike or a runner while walking across the street (at least not as much), and you can find parking spots exponentially easier than ever before. It's ironic that I got my car towed the other weekend though.
Summer is a time for relaxation, cookouts, summer flings, the river, the list goes on. The world seems to slow down just a little and you can enjoy it! I've been to the river 3 times in the last 3 days and it's been great since I am not stressing about a 15 page paper about the difference between pornography and obscenity for my constitutional law class.
Some are not as lucky as they have decided to dedicate 94.87% of their summer to either MORE classes, working full time, interning, or what have you. That is not to bash those who have made the choice to endeavor in those areas. It's great to see others take initiative in their lives and make waves of their own for success in the future.
What I don't like seeing is those who have so many responsibilities on their plate like working full time or interning being miserable and not enjoying the beautiful summer breeze with some bros drinking brews. It's one of my pet peeves seeing good homies get consumed by the every day responsibilities that grow by the minute. I've had multiple people give me a yell and rant about how much they work, how much they wish more time was in the day, and how they wish they weren't so swamped with shit to do. It sucks seeing people you care about be down like that, plain and simple.
So, what is the point of me deliberating my thoughts on this topic? It's just to say don't work too hard, man. Yeah, we all have to get used to working our asses off and then not see the amount of time we just put in reciprocated on the flimsy checks we receive. But while we're still young and have the leisure of that let's go and do something dumb. Go on a road trip with your buddies for a few days. Take a few days off just to kick it by the pool. I don't want to sound like a condescending airhead who thinks that we should be on vacation 24/7, rather I want to inform people not to forget about themselves when this awesome time of year comes and for them to, for a lack of better words, TREAT YO-SELF!!!
Summer is a time for relaxation, cookouts, summer flings, the river, the list goes on. The world seems to slow down just a little and you can enjoy it! I've been to the river 3 times in the last 3 days and it's been great since I am not stressing about a 15 page paper about the difference between pornography and obscenity for my constitutional law class.
Some are not as lucky as they have decided to dedicate 94.87% of their summer to either MORE classes, working full time, interning, or what have you. That is not to bash those who have made the choice to endeavor in those areas. It's great to see others take initiative in their lives and make waves of their own for success in the future.
What I don't like seeing is those who have so many responsibilities on their plate like working full time or interning being miserable and not enjoying the beautiful summer breeze with some bros drinking brews. It's one of my pet peeves seeing good homies get consumed by the every day responsibilities that grow by the minute. I've had multiple people give me a yell and rant about how much they work, how much they wish more time was in the day, and how they wish they weren't so swamped with shit to do. It sucks seeing people you care about be down like that, plain and simple.
So, what is the point of me deliberating my thoughts on this topic? It's just to say don't work too hard, man. Yeah, we all have to get used to working our asses off and then not see the amount of time we just put in reciprocated on the flimsy checks we receive. But while we're still young and have the leisure of that let's go and do something dumb. Go on a road trip with your buddies for a few days. Take a few days off just to kick it by the pool. I don't want to sound like a condescending airhead who thinks that we should be on vacation 24/7, rather I want to inform people not to forget about themselves when this awesome time of year comes and for them to, for a lack of better words, TREAT YO-SELF!!!
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Tony Hawk Pro Skater 4
Skateboarding. What is the first thing that comes to mind? Is it yelling "Do a kickflip!!" to a passerby that is riding a skateboard? Is it the video game EA Skate? Or is it Tony Hawk? With all of these being plausible and acceptable answers, everyone has a different view on what skateboarding means to them.
For me, skateboarding is a way of life. It influences how you dress, who you hang out with, the way you talk, and how you live on a day to day basis. Who would have thought that skateboarding in 2016 and 2017 would make cargo pants, Dickies, and long sleeve shirts under short sleeved shirts cool again? If you were a time traveler, it's a possibility that you would think the year was 2002.
I first stepped on a skateboard when I was 1. A buddy of mine lived down the street from my house and would leave his board in his front yard. While everybody else was jumping on the trampoline in his backyard, I was struggling learning how to do a proper ollie. Soon enough, I got a board of my own. It was a yellow World Industries deck from Dick's Sporting Goods right across from Chesterfield Towne Center. With it being a Christmas gift from my parents, all I could do was stare at it under our plastic Christmas tree, waiting to give it a whirl. Ever since I stepped on that board on December 25th, 2007 I was addicted. You could say skateboarding was my true first love.
That's a bold statement coming from a guy who still doesn't know how to keep is girlfriend from being upset at him for more than 2 days, but that is a different story for another day.
Skateboarding has taught me a boat load of life lessons. One of them is never quit chasing your dreams. Obviously, when you're young and you just start skateboarding you automatically think of becoming a professional skateboarder. You see pros all over the internet on websites like ThrasherMagazine.com doing these insane tricks and envision yourself in that position. Although becoming a professional skateboarder is a feat in itself, it is definitely something that possible for those who really want to make that dream of being a pro into a reality. To be completely honest, I still plan on becoming a professional skateboarder one day. That is a promise that I made to myself when I first started skating which I hope, pray, and meditate on the daily about. Whether I make my dream come true or not, that still is not going to stop me from having fun doing what I love.
Another lesson that skating has taught me is that SHIT HAPPENS. And sometimes you just have to roll with the punches. It could be an injury, breaking yourself off, or focusing your board after a rough skate session. The decision to get up and try again after a mishap is all up to the skateboarder. Do they have the courage to keep going? Or is there something holding them back mentally? On some occasions, you have to get up and give it another go. If you break yourself off a countless number of times yet see that you're so, so close to landing the trick it is almost an unspoken feeling that submerses itself around you saying get off your ass and land that shit. The adrenaline pumping through your body, the thoughts going through your head, the beauty that is found inside the madness. Hopefully, you'll land the trick and all of your homies will go crazy celebrating with you as you roll away from it. And if you have someone filming it, you go back to watch the footage soon after landing the trick while simultaneously thinking of the hardships you went through to land it.
There are also times where you know that you aren't going to land the trick and decide that it would be better to try it another day. A small defeat that usually drives skateboarders insane and gives them a sense of revenge to land the trick the next time they try it.
I could go on for days on the subject of what skateboarding has done for me. But before I end this blog post and skate to my car so I can head home, I'll tell you what it means to me.
Skateboarding in my eyes is art. There are no rules, there are no guidelines. The board is your paint brush, and the streets are your canvas. Once you have been skating for a while, you start to envision objects seen on a daily basis as something that could be skated on. Whether it is a set of stairs that you can envision yourself doing a backside 360 ollie down or a handrail that would be excellent for a 50-50 grind, skateboarding gives you a sense of creativity that cannot be fathomed by non-skateboarders. That is not a shot at those who don't skateboard or saying that people who skateboard aren't as "cool" or "trendy" as those who do. It's just that people who do not skateboard have a harder time understanding what skateboarders are thinking in regards to how they see objects that are skateable.
Skateboarding is personal. Everyone has their own style, or at least TRIES to have their own style. It is very common nowadays to see skaters try and imitate other skateboarders. And I am not saying that it's wrong. I think that it's great that one skaters style can influence another's, but sometimes I think certain people try too hard to imitate someone that they just look unruly in whatever they are doing. Besides the style imitating, watching the set of styles at a local skate park among the pool of skaters is truly a sight to see. You have some skaters that have a laid back style, others who are more rugged than most, and others that are individualized in their style so much that you can't even put a label on it. It's amazing how all skateboarders are essentially riding the same piece of wood with 4 wheels and maneuver the object in so many different ways. I think of it as poetry in motion.
I hope to have the ability to be able to kickflips and backside 360's for as long as I am alive. Realistically, that probably won't happen. Imagine a 70 year old man with knees made of glass trying to skate as if he was 20... not the BEST idea.
For me, skateboarding is a way of life. It influences how you dress, who you hang out with, the way you talk, and how you live on a day to day basis. Who would have thought that skateboarding in 2016 and 2017 would make cargo pants, Dickies, and long sleeve shirts under short sleeved shirts cool again? If you were a time traveler, it's a possibility that you would think the year was 2002.
I first stepped on a skateboard when I was 1. A buddy of mine lived down the street from my house and would leave his board in his front yard. While everybody else was jumping on the trampoline in his backyard, I was struggling learning how to do a proper ollie. Soon enough, I got a board of my own. It was a yellow World Industries deck from Dick's Sporting Goods right across from Chesterfield Towne Center. With it being a Christmas gift from my parents, all I could do was stare at it under our plastic Christmas tree, waiting to give it a whirl. Ever since I stepped on that board on December 25th, 2007 I was addicted. You could say skateboarding was my true first love.
That's a bold statement coming from a guy who still doesn't know how to keep is girlfriend from being upset at him for more than 2 days, but that is a different story for another day.
Skateboarding has taught me a boat load of life lessons. One of them is never quit chasing your dreams. Obviously, when you're young and you just start skateboarding you automatically think of becoming a professional skateboarder. You see pros all over the internet on websites like ThrasherMagazine.com doing these insane tricks and envision yourself in that position. Although becoming a professional skateboarder is a feat in itself, it is definitely something that possible for those who really want to make that dream of being a pro into a reality. To be completely honest, I still plan on becoming a professional skateboarder one day. That is a promise that I made to myself when I first started skating which I hope, pray, and meditate on the daily about. Whether I make my dream come true or not, that still is not going to stop me from having fun doing what I love.
Another lesson that skating has taught me is that SHIT HAPPENS. And sometimes you just have to roll with the punches. It could be an injury, breaking yourself off, or focusing your board after a rough skate session. The decision to get up and try again after a mishap is all up to the skateboarder. Do they have the courage to keep going? Or is there something holding them back mentally? On some occasions, you have to get up and give it another go. If you break yourself off a countless number of times yet see that you're so, so close to landing the trick it is almost an unspoken feeling that submerses itself around you saying get off your ass and land that shit. The adrenaline pumping through your body, the thoughts going through your head, the beauty that is found inside the madness. Hopefully, you'll land the trick and all of your homies will go crazy celebrating with you as you roll away from it. And if you have someone filming it, you go back to watch the footage soon after landing the trick while simultaneously thinking of the hardships you went through to land it.
There are also times where you know that you aren't going to land the trick and decide that it would be better to try it another day. A small defeat that usually drives skateboarders insane and gives them a sense of revenge to land the trick the next time they try it.
I could go on for days on the subject of what skateboarding has done for me. But before I end this blog post and skate to my car so I can head home, I'll tell you what it means to me.
Skateboarding in my eyes is art. There are no rules, there are no guidelines. The board is your paint brush, and the streets are your canvas. Once you have been skating for a while, you start to envision objects seen on a daily basis as something that could be skated on. Whether it is a set of stairs that you can envision yourself doing a backside 360 ollie down or a handrail that would be excellent for a 50-50 grind, skateboarding gives you a sense of creativity that cannot be fathomed by non-skateboarders. That is not a shot at those who don't skateboard or saying that people who skateboard aren't as "cool" or "trendy" as those who do. It's just that people who do not skateboard have a harder time understanding what skateboarders are thinking in regards to how they see objects that are skateable.
Skateboarding is personal. Everyone has their own style, or at least TRIES to have their own style. It is very common nowadays to see skaters try and imitate other skateboarders. And I am not saying that it's wrong. I think that it's great that one skaters style can influence another's, but sometimes I think certain people try too hard to imitate someone that they just look unruly in whatever they are doing. Besides the style imitating, watching the set of styles at a local skate park among the pool of skaters is truly a sight to see. You have some skaters that have a laid back style, others who are more rugged than most, and others that are individualized in their style so much that you can't even put a label on it. It's amazing how all skateboarders are essentially riding the same piece of wood with 4 wheels and maneuver the object in so many different ways. I think of it as poetry in motion.
I hope to have the ability to be able to kickflips and backside 360's for as long as I am alive. Realistically, that probably won't happen. Imagine a 70 year old man with knees made of glass trying to skate as if he was 20... not the BEST idea.
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