dead pigeons

although we had big plans, the only thing we really skated today was this grimy, diamond-plated metal gap spot.  damien battled a trick for a while, but destroyed his board--he'll get it another day.  but damien's friend ben came out, and the homey can no-comply like a boss.  he leveled one out, straight to forward, ray barbee style, then threw in a few bonelesses for good measure.  if it's dry out sunday, see you then.