Don’t Stop Believin

Last weekend was voted as being the best weekend ever. While I was only there for part of it, I got to say it was near the top of the charts. Well, the first pic I have for you is the secret magical rail. The rail was found, planted, and then bloomed a Stemper. I’m sorry that I can’t tell you where it is because every MUSKA in town will be swarming to that spot. Plus, it would interfere with the website I’m starting,

Well if you are skating hard, you can party hard, and I was with the hardest crew on the block.
Too bad I will never see my buddy Troy again. Well, he was kind of an asshole anyway.

I am hoping that this swift punch in the face will get the old rock on his board again. Pizzy is out there swingin.