Five for December 29th:
Killed by death. R.I.P. Lemmy- one of the last remaining rock n’ roll gods that will ever stride the Earth. I got to see Motorhead four or five times over the last couple decades, and each time was amazing. There will never, ever be another like that dude.
Everyone is sick. At work, at home, and online, everyone has some form of cold, flu, pneumonia, or otherwise. Guess it’s that time of year.
Skate sesh. Hit up Ramp Riders with Brian H and Andy for a much-needed couple hours of rolling around last night. Felt extra good after four days of oppressive rain and a solid schedule of holiday parties and the like.
Cool stuff. Backyard BBQ at Xavier’s ramp, An Open Letter to My Friends who Support Donald Trump, Zippy’s, How Roommates Turned a Brooklyn Studio Into a Two-Bedroom, Kenyan coffee and zucchini bread at Kayak’s, new issue of Decibel.
Tuesday soundtrack. All Motorhead, all day.