I can never think of anywhere to go. If I'm out skating with friends and we're driving around, trying to think of somewhere to go, I always go blank. But if I'm out doing something else or driving to or from somewhere, then I always seem to think of some spot that might be fun to go back to or whatever. I'm sure I'm not the only one like this. We've been going to the Warehouse in Clarksville quite often here lately. No matter if we say we aren't going there. We end up there anyways. That's me doing a backside nosegrind on one of the waxed up stairs at the Warehouse. I can't believe that no one gets kicked out of this place. These stairs are taking a beating and the people at the church don't seem to care, I guess. Below is Ethan Johnson doing a frontside overkrook. I may not be photog extraordinaire or anything, but I still have fun with taking pictures and what not. A decent week weather wise is ahead so hopefully more picture taking and filming is on the way. That's all for now. Peace.
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