13.06.2010 Dry Creek Skatepark (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
I'm at The Dry Creek Skatepark. It is a wonderful place, I forgot it was here. It's just after sunrise and there is dew on the grass. I come around the bathroom area and there are about five kids sitting around by the drop in talking. I have my backpack with my netbook in it and my skateboard. I sit down and tie my shoes. At the entrance to the park is like this huge blind drop-in that is real steep and shoots down three stories. I'm not going to try that, so I take the gentle grade that goes through all the rooms in like a circle until you reach the bottom.
One push, I'm rolling pretty good, there is hardly anyone around because it's early. Into the first room. There is a half-circle concrete ledge. Backside smith grind all the way around, flawless! Into the next room I do a few wallrides. I decide I want to skate the ledge some more, but I want to ditch my backpack. I try to find a spot to stash it where it won't get stolen. I find a spot for it, but then I can't find my skateboard, I find my skateboard but I'm worried about my backpack, etc. etc.
I end up riding my banana board for a little while on one of the lower levels. the lower levels are all wood planks, I can see the beach and the ocean underneath. I miss a trick and my banana board falls through a knothole to the beach below. It's going to be really hard to retrieve, so I decide to just leave it and tell some kids they can have it if they can get it.
It's about time to go home, I see my friend Adam and talk to him for awhile, his grandparents show up to give him a ride and they are being jerks. There are a lot of punk/stoner kids hanging out. One kid is just a head walking around, like Tony Harrison from the mighty boosh. He has a pink mohican and Adams grandfather asks him something like, hey! did you give my grandson his haircut? yuk yuk yuk!
The head just looks at him. Then looks at Adam, Adam just shakes his head, embarassed. The head looks at me and I just shrug.
Later... at a pizza parlor with some friends. It is like some kind of expensive theme restaurant every couple of minutes we see a pirate and a wench coming out of one door and going into another door.
Behind each door is a different section of the restaurant, with different music and theme. We are basically in the lobby. One of my friends says she is moving soon, because she is having too many problems in this town. I see a video game and want to go take a picture of it. It is "Golden Arm Tee Golf". It is built into an old Street Fighter II cabinet and Ryu is one of the playable characters. I pull my phone out, but it is almost snapped in half. I give up trying to fix it. I start pulling the buttons off of the skill crane machine and giving them to my friend who is leaving, they are clear and colorful like hard candy.
She points up at a television at some ridiculous rap video with some dead rapper. We are smoking ciggarettes inside the building, a manager starts to walk towards us and I say, we better go outside.
The manager gets very mad that we are smoking inside and grabs my friends and drags them outside roughly. I tell him hey get your fucking hands off her! and i kick him in the knee. He's like some old professional boxer dude. He starts walking away, but I keep calling him out. I take off my long sleeve shirt and prepare to fight.
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