This one day Max, Coots, and I linked Mike G on myrtle by Fort Green. We had planned on skating some stuff, but Max was hell bent on filming this line at the circle manny and so we ended up putting in time on myrtle. A lot of time, as it turns out, especially for a 95 degree day. It was hot as balls and the deli on the corner had an unsatisfactory snack selection, Coots had turned beet red and must have been close to overheating, I was getting cranky myself thinking about eating a burrito and having a frozen margarita. By the time we could move on, skating seemed clipped and Mexican food was the only thought in our domes. We indulged our cravings and after decided to head to the water for more beers. Mike G didn’t have a bike so he pushed the whole way which is respectable. Although there’s not much to be said for this day… one Max line for the record books, near severe dehydration, some Chimichangas, Micheladas, a full day on myrtle, and sundown by the water… there are good memories for the dome, and sometimes thats the most valuable thing we can earn.