On skateboarding, softball, and sillyness

It was one of those things where you think to yourself, “I have to do this. I must do this. I will do this!” And now, in hindsight, I should not have done this. It all started on a warm Wednesday afternoon. The day before, on a warm Tuesday afternoon, I mowed the front yard,Continue reading “On skateboarding, softball, and sillyness”

The Rhode Island Rider Rides Again

The last time I considered myself a skater was in 4th grade. I was living in Newport, Rhode Island and had the sickest neon green Tony Hawk skateboard in the neighborhood. It was custom built with two red wheels and two green. The trucks were tight, the grip tape was grippy, I was a miniContinue reading “The Rhode Island Rider Rides Again”