So, when I left the city in early July I had no idea what I planned on doing. I knew that I was going to the lakes, and since I'm unemployed I really didn't have to be back until the 21st when I had to work at the Turf Club. I was going to spend the 4th at the cabin with my old homie and his girl, we would drink, and eat, and fish. I didn't foresee myself falling off on my blogging, but as I entered that dark city known as Fargo. I was all but consumed by the culture. I was Immediately back home in that sweaty arm pit, and it felt good. We would skate in the day, and become vampires at night feasting on our prey and sloshing down blood by the bucket full. When the day would return, I would hide in my cave until the sun dipped and the heat fell and we could skate again, and again we would feast and so the days carried on. This is a spattering of the Images that I collected om my trip. I must say the dudes threw down and I had a great time with old friends. On a side note. I plan on keeping this thing more current and promise not to fall off like I did. What ever, It's my life. This is how I roll.