I got to thinking of my life as a series of short stories tonight, thanks to my wanderings around this site. It's funny how life can seem so long at times, and so short at others. When I reflect on times passed, it all seems so very far away and remote. I watched an old skate video, and it brought me back to 91, or 92. There was a 5 minute clip in which a couple of dudes were on a skate tour of Europe,and they used the song "Silly girl". I remember watching that vid over and over again. At the time, I was so immersed in skating and music life just seemed endless. A summer stretched on and on. Golden, sweaty, the smell of hot pavement and urethane wheels with punk rock everywhere, That summer Fugazi and All played at the Duncan arena in my home town. Duncan(AKA drunken) was a crappy little shack down by the docks that had indoor soccer and floor hockey leagues by day and kick ass local bands and the odd big show at night, I think they only had concerts that one summer, but to me it seemed eternal. I guess that's what I'm getting at. At least, I think I;m getting at something. My life so far is broken into memory vignettes. All important, life time immersion in whatever the chapter was. Sometimes, it feels like I just read about someone else living those lives, but when I can get right back inside those memories and feel it again, I know it was me I was there. No point in getting bored, or anxious about what the future holds, its all this big ass adventure and up or down good or bad, it makes for some mighty fine soul reading.
And as always , since we all love visual stimulation I leave you, my unknown friends, videos!
And as always , since we all love visual stimulation I leave you, my unknown friends, videos!