Attention whore

Friday evening drinks with a work collegue were made rather interesting by the fact that I'd planned to go thump around on the southern bank of the Yarra on skates for a bit and had donned them a couple of hours before the end of my shift.

I wound up plough stopping down the hill on Latrobe St to Elizabeth St and then merrily weaving between pedestrians up Elizabeth St, pausing to chat with an unexpectedly encountered Hema. (friend, formerly from work) Skatedance transitioning past buskers is shamelessly showing off and enormous fun. Lots of people like seeing skaters and plenty seem to wish they could join in. I *like* public skating. A random drunk bogan tried to chat me up at Flinders St which was vaguely hilarious, mostly for the exercise of imagining what havoc I could have wreaked on his tiny moist mind but at the same time there are some somewhat nasty overtones that I don't think I want to explore too closely. I think I preferred the excited exclamations as I went all low and wide and fast over the bridge on St Kilda Rd. Overall though, I think I want more outdoors skating in my life. It's interesting and fun and challenging in a whole new way.