I am excited as a young boy Christmas morning

One of the projects that started months ago with all my free time was a long board. Jess gave me the wheels several Christmases ago. They are beautiful wheels, 95mm. A little bigger wheel makes the bumps feel a lot smoother. And these wheels are fast.

I have had the birth plywood since undergrad. I had an approximate shape traced. I started building this new longboard a couple months ago. I cut it out. I figured out a way to cut out the wheel recesses.

I didn't finish it because of one the holes in my memory had the location for a truck part (trucks = skateboard axles). I tore my garage apart and racked my memory. And nothing. Then today I found it. I was in the middle of another project and there it was. So, I finally finished my new long board.

Maggie "helped" me work on it and she asked to ride it, so we coasted down the driveway on it.

The Penguin for the location of that truck part got pushed off the iceberg.

The following story is a bit of a digression.

I was the assistant scout master during Medical School. I was telling the boys why I was so crappy with names. I told them our brains are like an iceberg. There is only enough room for a certain number of penguin. If more penguins jump up on one side, other penguins get pushed off the other side. I told them that the penguin for names get pushed off my iceberg by some of my medical school penguins, i.e. pharmacology penguins, etc. Just then I stopped at a red light. I was telling this story, so I was distracted and I treated the red light like a stop sign. There were no cars so I went through this small intersection even though the light was still red. So, a member of the peanut gallery in the back seat pipes up and says, "Did you lose the penguin for Red Lights?"