Robbie Becklund Photography

Went to the Midwest Melee Skateboard contest yesterday so my son could see what some of the good beginner kids could do in street skating. We checked out the Boomerang, which along with the bowl/pool is my dream to skate in. It's funny, I got a skateboard because I was bored of watching my son skate. I thought it'd give me something to do instead of sit on my ass and daydream, but now, it's taking on a life of its own. But there are warning signs regarding skateboarding at 43 years old. I talked to a friend in Texas and most everyone she knows who is my age has quite skating due to major injuries. And I have a friend here who works at a Level 1 Trauma Center and she tells me things like, joint and soft tissue injuries are the hardest to heal and when trying to get a hold of me, she leaves messages like, maybe your here, I'll check the admit board. Hmmm. I don't care. But I have told my son what to do if I hit my head and get knocked out--which of course won't happen... Helmet, helmet you ask. I have hardly ever worn a helmet, except for hockey and football (very short lived). Skateboarding, BMX (wasn't called that when I was young, but that's what we did), bike racing, bike messengering all done sans brain bucket. I guess I have to wear one at the skatepark, which I promised my son we'd go to this Saturday morning--that's when they cater to kids under 12.

Oh, wondering about photography. I'm washing film right now, so this is photography related. Maybe new images in the next couple of days--assuming there's something decent on these rolls.

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I saw a someone with holga photos at the Uptown Art Fair.