This is the best skating video I’ve ever seen. Not because of the moves demonstrated (which are fantastic). Not because of the photography and production values (which are far better than average). It’s my favorite because I’ve never seen a skating video that was sad and defiantly hopeful all at once. This place where people once gathered to enjoy life is now abandoned and rotting in the desert sun. One skater takes it upon himself to bring the uplifting spirit of pleasant diversion to its rightful home, and he does so with greater skill than most people possess. He is the hero artist of the park. Skate park, water park, what’s the difference. The park is the park. Ultimately we know he will fail. The beauty and dedication of his choreography will not bring this place back to life. But it’s such an effort that we can believe for a moment that just maybe, maybe it will. With any luck that spark will apply to other things, non-park things, where it is needed. I want this to be a metaphor for something.

(via the video watchdog at the Atlantic, who I think is Kasia Cieplak-Mayr von Baldegg but I’m not sure because their Twitter is anonymous.)

Man, no kidding. Great video!


In NJ for a few days.

You’re and american girl, red headed eyes blank, living in a freckle on the face of the world


Red House Painters—“New Jersey”

So weird. I was listening to the album on which this appears and then came across this post. Now listening to Red House Painters radio on MOG. 


Neil’s spirit of discovery lives on in all the men and women who have devoted their lives to exploring the unknown—including those who are ensuring that we reach higher and go further in space. That legacy will endure—sparked by a man who taught us the enormous power of one small step.

—President Obama on the passing of Neil Armstrong