Dreamt I was doing switch manual, switch front 180 outs, very casually and STEEZ AS FUCK.
I was doing them on the pavement of a really damaged street full of cracks and rough ground but it wasn’t effecting me at all.
I can’t switch Ollie up a curb IRL so won’t be attempting to recreate
Please, please, please treat yourself and work on your switch ollies up curbs, switch axle stalls on quarter pipes, switch board slides (back to switch) on flat rails. There’s something extremely satisfying about doing basic switch tricks. Not holy-shit-I’m-killing-it satisfying like when you do a switch 360 flip, more like wooaaaah-this-feels-incredible.
It’s kinda like learning how to speak Russian or Arabic or something, it feels so foreign at first then you get into it and after a while it feels less awkward and you feel like you’ve just entered another dimension.
One of the last times I kicked it with @andy_smoke he had redrilled his wheelbase to make a DIY symmetrical board (a twin nose or a twin tail) and told me about wanting to learn how to carve switch and it totally opened my mind and I started seeing basic switch stuff differently. Been working on that since. Thank you so much smoke!
You know what? Switch backside 5050s on ledges feel fanfuckingtastic. It’s a trick nobody really cares about, I suppose people prefer working on SSBSTSs and switch tres but it feels so awkward in the best way possible. And doing them will make you feel like Quim Cardona and Bobby Puleo, two of the rare people seen doing that one.
Bonus clip from January 23 in order to tell you to get your thumb out of your arse:
I would absolutely love a bit of basic switch. Maybe this summer…
(Not really, I’m too lazy hehe)
@franc stoked!
i’ve been pissing about with switch tictac-ing. it is hilariously hard, humbling, and occassionally easy to progress at. score
Splendid. I do switch tic-tac for fun every once in a while and it is pretty special.
A couple weekends ago a mate and I were at the skatepark quite late, we’d had some beers and started pissing about doing laps in the park, trying to push switch and do switch kick turns on the quarterpipes, it was super fun!
Treat yourself!
I had a dream the other night where I was sessioning a bump to ledge (below knee height) at a place that was a mix of SB and Shell back in the day. Think solid floor tiles and chalky blocks.
A young toby shaull was on the session too.
I was only doing basic tricks but surprised myself with a first try fs tailslide. It took a few goes to get a fs 50-50 and when I did I somehow did a flip out instead of a pop.
It really felt like what it was like as a young adolescent just learning new tricks on a big session with the locals.
sick dream.
had one the other night about doing fs blunt on a ledge and popping it 180 to fs tailslide and I’ve convinced myself I can do it and that it might not look completely heinous. conveniently ignoring the part of me barely being able to hold a fs blunt slide.
Had a weird dream that I was pottering about doing basics and Frankie Hill was there so I fist bumped him.
Random.
Just caught up on this thread and nearly all of my skate dreams are either like this, where it’s an unskateable surface but I’m still flowing over it doing tricks I’d come nowhere close to in real life (like pivot fakies, backtail 270 out, switch crooks etc) or skating through the inside of a building I haven’t been in for years, like my old secondary school.
Dreamt last night that Marc Johnson was having an open house where we could ask any questions we wanted and afterwards he was going to premiere a new part. It was all set up with outside decking and a projector.
Went along (with my ex girlfriend for some reason) and someone asked him about his relationship with his dad. He immediately got angry and was like ‘you can’t ask me about my parents’ and stormed out.
We left and I tried to go to say hi, but he started trying to kiss my girlfriend saying ‘we’re the same’. I tried to stop him and he pulled out a gun and threatened to shoot me. I managed to disarm him and do that cool thing in films where you take the gun apart with one hand, but he started crying saying ‘please don’t break the gun it was my dads.’
So I promised I’d leave it at the end of the street and he could come and get it. Then I said ‘you’re my favourite skater marc’ while I ran off down the street, and then the dream morphed into me trying on new glasses.
So, that’s where my heads at apparently
Excellent!
Just to break the monotony of it, I started doing that with my daughter’s formula milk bottles in the middle of the night after a feed. It had four parts to it and I could disassemble in the dark on two hours sleep in under 2 seconds by the end.
9.3/10, would read again.
Had a dream last night where myself and Shane O’Neill really, really needed to take a shit at a festival. We brought our boards, obviously, and both went to the toilets, which were built into an old yellow american-style school bus. The toilet (bowls) were mounted extremely high, and the seats were even higher, about 2 ft above the toilet bowls themselves. There was an insane amount of shit everywhere, all semi-dried up on the seats, around the bowls, everywhere.
Shane decided to use a toilet around midway along the bus. I went right down the back.
There was a long period of precariously navigating removing jeans so they didn’t get shit all over them. In the end I just gave up and got my arse covered in other people’s semi dried shit, but this was outweighted by finally relieving myself of an absolutely massive turd.
Shane finished before me and cheerfully waved as he left the bus, still with his board and signature back-to-front baseball cap.
Can’t remember how it ended really, maybe that was it. Woke up late so must’ve been good.
Did you shit the bed?
Well, I feel fucking awful today so it was probably some fever dream precursor to getting sick - so there may well be another one tomorrow!
Just had a little one during my lunchtime nap. Tried to frontside 180 nollie on a 1/4 and was well boosted above the coping. Then I woke up.
No poo or MJ sorry.
Can’t wait!
I ate some sketchy merguez last night and felt sick, listened to a podcast with Erik Ellington falling asleep but I didn’t dream of anything at all, sadly.
There isn’t any skating in this one but there are a couple of washed up pros and a very contemporary topic.
Somewhere in an industrial lot after or during a skate event, I’m sitting up against a wall and Chris Roberts is beside me.
I lean over and ask him ”So, Chris. What’s up with that new Girl ad announcing Lil Dre?”
He reacts in his typical wishy washy manner with lots of ‘Umms’ and ‘Ahhs’, “Well… You know Baker, right?”
“Yes.”
“Well, you’ve noticed how Baker and Deathwish all their ads are like, you know.”
“No..?”
“You know, they’re…”
He suddenly stops the conversation. I stare back at him and try to press him further but he doesn’t react. I try again and he starts to do a fairly obvious ‘nudge nudge wink wink’ to make me see Dustin Dollin (in typical faded stupour) is standing beside us.
I ask again “What about their ads?”
“Foot fetishists, dude! All their ads feature feet. They are foot fetishists…”
Chris already has pale skin and wide eyes but I can sense fear in his Malibu accent. I start to ask again about Lil Dre but Dustin starts to garble and Chris gets up and wanders off.
I’m not sure what I am supposed to deduce from this guarded reservation besides Girl might have saved Lil Dre from a foot fetish gang..?