Got a skateboard to ride when things are going slow. It keeps me young. Every chance I have to be out on the pavement I take. Saturday night, waiting for friends to show up to go to the rodeo, skating outside of the apt. I attempted a jump over a sidewalk. I landed on the front end of my board, shooting the rest of the board up into my nether regions with crippling force. I ran until pain overtook me and I collapsed, a mass of flaccid flesh in the grass. Two and a half hours later I announced my recovery and proved it by braving Missouri's most ferocious mechanical bull. I've walked like a cowboy ever since.