Today's post provides a much needed break up in the Bolts of Thunder blog roster. You've seen enough Jon in Italy pictures for the time being, and you just want some green, sunny Provo shots, like the good old days. That's what these pictures are. These are Chad and Derrick, who are not related but should be. They are always together, as in always. Chad is not without the Derrick, nor is the Derrick without the Chad, as the good book should say. The top shot is Chad showing the world the proper pose of the smith grind, as opposed to the smith grind 180 out. The bottom is Derrick doing a frontside noseslide with style on that tall, shady ledge that wants to grind sometimes but not grind other times when you need it to. And the cracks on the ground a large and unfriendly. Anyway, there are your pictures for today.
So apparently yesterday was "talk like a pirate day" back in the states. I'm glad I wasn't there for that, because I probably would have taken it too far and ended up getting into a sword duel with someone. Because on talk like a pirate day it's good manners to carry around a sword, a one shot pistol, and an extra leather glove in your pocket that you can use to slap enemies in the face. It's high class, you've probably never seen it. So I made the mistake of going to Disneyland on national rave day. Not that I don't like Disneyland, because I love the place, but I would have preferred not to associate Disneyland with such lame people. The park was stock full of 15 year old girls and boys wearing bright colors and pretending to be on ecstasy, and the occasional 20 or 30 year old still living the dream. If anyone can just come up with these days, I select that tomorrow is "no smoking in Europe day", to give us at least 24 hours to clear the air and get in a couple full breathes before we start second hand smoking again. This is a strange, unintended tangent... Ok, the power just died at my place, gotta go.
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