I have so much to write

that I can’t write.

Someone punch me, but not that hard.

Published on 3 Jul 2014

Holy shit, I can actually type on this keyboard!

Mine likes to rearrange my words to the point that I haven’t written anything in ages and bought a *GASP* notebook.  And a pen.  Two, actually.  It’s been a long time since I’ve written so little.  I feel like there’s so much wiggling around inside of me and it can’t get out!  But I still feel like it’s going to get out, but not through my fingers.  Like I’ll lose all the words and thoughts and ideas I’ve had over the past year.  And damn, what an emotional year it’s been.  My mom fell today, she’s back in the hospital and on the phone I couldn’t really understand her because she was talking gibberish.  Sorry to burden you with that.  I’m leaving in three hours for four days.  Or maybe 3 days.  I don’t know.  I must go to sleep.  But first, I’ll leave you with the first thing I wrote in my new book… which is blank.  A notebook, for notes. Here’s one:

It’s midnight-thirty.

I’m sitting on the floor

of the SF greyhound station, dirty

Just spent 6 hours

Searching and Searching

For a good book to read

Skating alone through the city

Inspired to lead.

I told the homeless man in the park

just before dark

that I really like his “thing”

which was a covered bed on wheels

that his lady-friend was in

Every now and again

I wish I could sing.

And although I do believe you can be anything

when I belt, no one melts, I just give myself welts

And it brings me to suppose

my greatest strength is prose

As it goes

I never seem to sing in the shower

but at a bookstore in San Fran

I’m content for hours.

It’s weird.  A poem.  

It must be the book about Jack Kerouac I’m reading,

and spending an evening where beat poetry was seeded.

Libraries and bookstores.  

I’ll be your slave, if you let me.

#aintgottimeforfiction

Too much real in this world.

Published on 19 Jun 2014
I got a new job. 
Damn the Man. Save the empire.

I got a new job.
Damn the Man. Save the empire.

Short shorts downhill. @therealdaisy

I like this here tiny island.

Short shorts downhill. @therealdaisy

I like this here tiny island.

Yeah it is. 
Lost my custom OM hat for BigTruckBrand in Truckee. 
No big, new digs. 
CSCBoardshop love. 
Catalina Republic.

Yeah it is.
Lost my custom OM hat for BigTruckBrand in Truckee.
No big, new digs.
CSCBoardshop love.
Catalina Republic.

I’m moving back to Catalina next week to charge the OTHER one way downhill with the golf carts and chase the sun from East to West. Turns out hula hooping way too much didn’t make me forget how to skateboard. Thanks for the photo, LBAG. Matching grip makes me better, whatever. Consider it a super power, if you must.  Daisy!

I’m moving back to Catalina next week to charge the OTHER one way downhill with the golf carts and chase the sun from East to West. Turns out hula hooping way too much didn’t make me forget how to skateboard. Thanks for the photo, LBAG. Matching grip makes me better, whatever. Consider it a super power, if you must.  Daisy!

For the Record. 3/7/14

My knee apparently DOES hurt as of yesterday and today.  I have been keeping it elevated and icing, and rice-ing it, but I was unable to skate today nor yesterday.  

Official business.

Published on 7 May 2014
Selfies at Catalina with Alex Tongue, Erik Lundberg, Kyle Wester Kyle Martin, and Daisy!

Selfies at Catalina with Alex Tongue, Erik Lundberg, Kyle Wester Kyle Martin, and Daisy!

Made it to LA.

I’m at skate house, its 230am, I had a rad ass Gel Labs with the homies. Hung late. The sneaky garage is harder to get into now, but not impossible. Security came, thats a first there.

I took runs and runs cause my legs need muscles.

I watched a puppy get hit by a car tonight and its bumming me out real bad in waves of sadness.

And I also watched a cripple kickflip and hit hills, which makes me feel a little better about the puppy.

Oh god I’m gonna puke.

My helmets are here. :)

Vibes are good. Marisa and Ishtar are here. Happy to be back.

Gel Labs beats sess tomorrow night. Ready to boogie without the wheels.

Do what you will with me LA LA land. I’m yours for an unknown amount of time.

A traveler.

Published on 1 May 2014
I’ll always be a dancer first in this skateboard game, even on a double kick. Never once gave a fuck who thought it wasn’t cool enough. Stretching my legs in some parking lot you’ve never been to.

I’ll always be a dancer first in this skateboard game, even on a double kick. Never once gave a fuck who thought it wasn’t cool enough. Stretching my legs in some parking lot you’ve never been to.