Still no riding. With a little more effort shit most likely could have been ridable but first it was too dry and i was too lazy to haul water around in order to shape lips and stuff. Now it's too wet and the dirt sticks to my shovel and it's not fun anymore so i just watch the weather and see that if i wait a day or so this will be way less work. Fuck all that wd-40 bullshit. A beneficial by-product of this logic is an excess of free time which i utilize perfecting ways to waste the most critical years of my life in the woods behind my parent's house including and certainly not limited to: learning knots, making sweet jumps for the fingerbike, observing birds of prey, saying cuss words really loud, the ring game and taking a picture of a shit load of caterpillars!!!!!
Who's sunglasses are these?