by Geoff Keough
Look who’s back in the mother—-ing house, gotta fat —- for your mother—ing mouth. Snoop is a ruler. But anyway, I’m Geoff, still filling in for Jan, and this is another edition of Scenery. Just to start off, I’d like to end something right now. Last I wrote Scenery, I made comments about Kim. I was simply being a smartass because I can be, and so what, right? Well, some people didn’t think so. If I offended anyone, then I’m sorry, but if you’re going to cry about it than kiss my ass.
ROAD TRIPS – Lately, I’ve been travelling to Halifax on a regular basis. (I stay at Jan and Chris’s and help them make it messy.) The last time I was up was the weekend of Pop Explosion. Needless to say, that wasn’t the reason I was there. Myself, Jason, Hal, Siobhan and Maynard travelled up in Hal’s wagon. It was a long drive up, but when we arrived, we all had a good laugh at our drunk Halifax friends skating down the driveway to the apartment. To my surprise I saw a drunk Cape (Rob) stumbling behind the crowd. They soon told us how he puked up corned beef all over the Halifax Transit bus.
It was a slow weekend. There wasn’t a hell of a lot to do. I skated with Jeff and John and some of the Halifax locals. We partied every night and hung out down-town a lot. I got to check out Scotty D’s new skateshop, the Pipeline. It’s super rad. Scott also showed me the legendary vapourizer. It’s unreal. It’s funny though ‘cause you have to plug it in.
The last day we were there, we went to see the Smoother concert. They were incredible. The show would’ve been even better if everyone in Halifax wasn’t so stupid as not to show up. There were only about 30-35 people there. After the concert we took off back to the Island. Oh yeah, Al got an unreal tattoo while we were there. He paid over a hundred bucks for it. It’s Celtic art; a couple of black dogs, from Hell or something. I still love April.
CRAP – Darcy’s having a bit of trouble skating because of a sore spleen. Or is he having an affair with Brad? … Carlos is hardcore and would skate even if it was –30 degrees Celsius … Braintransplant Boy is cool afterall. Wait a minute, no he isn’t … Trevor helped me out with a new skate. Thanks Trev … Mike molested me. What? … Party time at Erin’s again … All you pickers, get crackin’ … Ozzy’s got a new album out … The concrete bowl in Halifax is now finished. Justin Dakai says it’s unreal. Looks like another trip to Halifax … Skate or Die 2 is the new rave among skaters in Sydney. Stop by Erin’s house and check it out.
NO JUSTICE – A friend get the shit kicked out of him on Halloween and almost dies. No one gets charged. Some little punk (whose father is an ex-cop) gets taped to a tree and my friends go to jail. Something definitely has to change. (ed. note: … like what, the violence? … the attitudes? … any suggestions?).
POSER OF THE MONTH – Jeremy Wray: If you’ve seen the new Plan B movie “Second Hand Smoke”, you’ll know what I mean.
GOING OFF – No one. Barely anyone skates anymore.
TRICKS – Justin Dakai – nollie 360 flips; inward heelflips to grind. Colin SS 360 flip over Esplanade gap.
Well that’s it for this issue. There’s not a lot to write about lately. However, the flakes will soon be dropping and the sounds of edges cutting snow will be playing music in our ears. We’re in the off-season now. It’s time for parties, girlfriends and dreams of the coming winter. So sit tight and wait for the snow.
