Mason and I went and got some coffee to get ready for Skatecamp.
"And I realized that I've arrived..."
The locals are the best part of Wheel Park.
What is it that rappers say? "Haters gonna hate" or "Once you got haters you know you've made it." Either way the Shake Junt/bleeding peace sign/fuck The Denver Shop!!! griptape is a lot to wrap your mind around.
After Skatecamp was over I dumped the water on Coach Mellick.
Drenched.
Popsicle after party!
The Aurora Zoo added a new attraction.
Simba!
Typical skatecamp after party.
Then I went to dinner with my parents at a very upscale Boulder restaurant called The Black Cat. My Dad got a gift certificate for his birthday.
After looking over the menu, my parents and I realized that we are what you would call, "Chili's People". When and if we go out to eat, we want to be filled to the brim, and preferably would like to leave with to-go boxes because we couldn't finish. The Black Cat isn't like Chili's in that the gourmet entrees were proportional and expensive. Us simple folk should not dine at places like this.
My Mom and Dad trying to wrap their mind around a steak for two that came with the bone and was derived from The Black Cat's farm in Niwot. A really cool aspect of the restaurant is they grow everything on their own farm, so it is very sustainable/Boulder-y.
See what I mean? Would this happen at Chili's? Fancy, yes. Elegant presentation, yes. Upscale aura, yes. Cheap and filling, no. Choose your team.
