Flashes of Panic

I am informed by email that the Illustrator and his girlfriend have “groomed” a few short tracks around their yard in South Amherst, including about 275y of skating track. BYOB, no trail fee. If only I’d known yesterday… if only I didn’t have a square inch or more of raw heel. (Though skating tends to give me blisters over my over-prominent navicular bones, where I lean in to get an edge, rather than on my heels. Still, I should heal first.)

He’s even got a logo done up, which I suppose should come as no surprise.

Now Playing: Bullet Proof…I Wish I Was from The Bends by Radiohead