this thought comes as an amendment to ‘everything off’, a sidetrack further discussing the stowboard which rocked my world for all of month before it failed the durability test, aka my roomates exessive jumping on it. in any case the story of stow: i have always thought a folding skateboard would a fantastic idea. so i decided i would build one. but before invested my time an money into building one i decided i would score the internet for one that already existed. and low and behold i came across a product that i could not have designed better myself with just about every feature well designed and implemented, i was so pyched about the product i contacted that manufacturer/distributer, and spoke to him about resaling the product at retail….so it seemed. the board folded to the width of a piece of paper and, and when extended its large front wheels man-handled any obstacles in the road. the most unique aspect were the cone shaped wheels in the back of the board that allowed for some serious street carving. after about a month of enjoying my toy, it began to not ride as well as it did on purchase. to make a long story short i bought new bearings, board still didnt ride right and i went back to walking to the subway stop. then i went back to my original skateboard from highschool [upgraded with 65s] and the ‘everything off’ story continues.

this past sunday i was curising around on my new 65s. thats 65mm wheels i got for my skateboard. i was pretty psyched with the improvement from my previous rock-hard wheels. I also had them replace my bearings with a set of brand new abec 5s that i had bought for my stowboard. while cruisin in the sunday sun, i rode by a massage place. lately i had been thinking of getting some type of a massage while still in the city so i was poking around outside reading the sign. a woman came outside and told my to come in, thats pretty much all the convincing i needed. i thought i would have sat in the window of the front of the shop and get some type of foot reflexology type massage, but the woman led me down a dark and narrow hallway and opened a curtain to her right. i went inside and saw the massage bed and realized i was in for a full body massage. i had never had one before so i figured now was as good a time as any. the woman closed the curtain and left. i wasnt sure what was going on, but in my akwardness i sat on the massage tabled and waited. 5 mins later i hear, “ready?” one of the few english words this woman seemed to know. i replied excitedly “yes!” she entered the room and through her glued on smile i could tell something was amiss, she seemed let down. and she said “u want back?!?” as she pointed and made a mimed massage motion, i replied “umm, yes!” and she quickly responded, “well, shirt off!” [with a smile] then she pointed to my legs and made the same hand motion, “legs?!?”, again i replied with an agreeable “yes!”, “wellll”, she reponded, “pants off!”, in an effort to get the most comprehensive massage session, and avoid her going through every district of the body, i said “i guess i want everything!”… and the clever masseuse reponded with the same smile “wellllll, everything off!”

after my 40 minute massage, i walked my gumbo feeling body outside and i continued my sunday cruise. where i ended my adventure in brooklyn for bbq.