Post game let downs...get downs...

Last night my Tennessee Vols came up 99 in the SEC tourney. At least they made it to Saturday. I'm bummed, but more than that, I am sick. This cold is taking it's toll on me, but I still got up and rode this morning. Not sure how. Not sure why. But the sky rewarded me with sun and a pretty good morning at the park. These guys from Kingsport/Johnson City showed up and they totally killed it. This fellow in particular...



GRIZZ AIR!!!!!



I am not sure who this guy was, but he fired out some nice nice on the hip.


Andrew was already there, and I feel compelled to say that if he got to ride more, he would really be a sight to see. So good. Go watch that Props interview with Bobby to see Andrew in his salad days...amazing.


My kids have been amazing of late. Anna is doing excellent in school, Garrett is getting a decent handle on the English language and they both pretend to love me. I'm a fan. The best two things I have accomplished in this life...



More later.

Coldburger in paradise.

I has a cold. Actually feel better today than I did yesterday, but still. We took the kids to the park the other day and had a good time...Garrett is totally fearless. He'll slide down anything, face first, sliding on the knees, on his belly...whatever it takes. That's my boy. He might look like his mom, but he acts like me. I'll take that all day long. Anna has that in her a little as well. She'll hang from stuff, try to skate, try to jump off of stuff...so I am a proud pop. I love those damn kids.

Finally got a flash, so I'll have some better night shots at the park soon. Really, I'll just have better shots, period. STAY MOTHERFUCKING TUNED.

So, I am kinda bummed.

I rode like shit tonight. My son doesn't call me daddy. He calls me another name that does not belong to me. I just don't know what to say about any of this.

But, I black and whited some pics that I had posted earlier. I think these look better.



And I took some pics at the park yesterday. Meh.

Lucero, bitches.

My favorite band showed up and played a set at Barley's last night. This was exciting for me on a lot of levels, but the big one was the hope that this would somehow erase the bad taste in my mouth left by the events during the last show they played here. Mission accomplished on that front. Mica provided good company and a shove in the back to get me closer to the stage to take pics. She is way supportive of my endeavors, and I appreciate that more than she knows. The pics are grainy as fuck, but the light was low...WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME???

Also, I ran into my friend Brandon, who is dating a friend of mine. Brandon offered a free tattoo! I am siked beyond all imagining.

Pics...

All fixed, yo.

So, my knee is a lot better. A lot. Way stoked on that. My friend Ret went down with an ACL injury, which I totally hate to hear. Having gone through two of those, I can say that I would wish that on no one. Not even a man that bedded my sis. Get well soon, man.

Ret looking sorry...about what I will not say...


Total Knoxville badass Zach Biggs took it hard to the skull the other day at the park. Fractured orbital bone and lots of blood. The doctor said to give it about a month of rest. Zach had other ideas. Like this downside whip...



And if that wasn't enough (and it wasn't, because the man is a fucking beast on a bike) he went back to the scene of the crime and shut it the fuck down...


(seriously, look how high he is. I wonder if it is hard to pedal with balls of that size...)



Corey got to ride and boosted a nice table for me. Thanks Corey. You're a peach.


I had fun tonight. Didn't get hurt, for once, and even rode decent. Tables/berm sliders are getting better.

Sorta.

See you in the funny papers.

Broken broken broken

So very broken. Well not that broken, but my left knee is pretty hosed. Like, bro before hosed. I can't bend it behind me without pain, but I can run, jump and do a bunch of other stuff. Apparently, it is just sprained and will be better when the swelling goes down.

This is what my right knee looks like, please note the lack of swell...


This is my left knee. This is the motherfucker. I gots me two bags of frozen peas, though...so I'll chill with the ice.


I cleaned off my lens tonight, after I cleaned my house. I posted some pics on my myspace and realized that the lens was as dirty as the inside of a rat's asshole. Much better now. Still need a flash, though. Will be getting that this week, maybe.

Mica is sick as 20 hells...puked up some noodles and everything. I feel bad about not cuddling her, but what can I say? I am a bad boyfriend.

LOOK AT ME. I AM BAD.


Actually, I just look bad. So Mica has nothing to fear. Even in light of the news that Rachel Ray's relationship is on the rocks.

WINK WINK.

I need a flash. Seriously.

Went to the park tonight...alone. None of the guys I usually run with were there, but I really wanted to get some pedal pedal in since it's been a week. Some people on bikes really need to be more aware of their surroundings. Putting brakes on is a good first step. Now take the next one and really pay some attention to what you are doing before you kill someone.

That said, some skaters were talking shit and I made it known that I could probably skate better than them in the bowl. I borrowed a board and it would seem that even after all this time, I still have it. Shut the fuck up, kids.

So, yeah, I need some flashes. I'll get some.

This guy is so fucking dialed on his board. I could watch him skate for a bit...



I always forget this fella's name, but he is really nice and really good. I am always glad to see him there...




Zack is one of the younglings there, and he's got some pump.



So, some blur. Flashes will fix that. Maybe next week.