Also: K.ĭurometer: A measurement of the resiliency of a urethane wheel, firmness of truck or bushing.Įlbow pad: A type of protective hard shell with padding worn on the elbows.įakie: Riding backwards with your weight balanced as in your normal stance. Named after Steve Caballero.Ĭarve: To make a long, curving arc while skating.Ĭoping: A rounded lip at the top of a ramp or obstacle, usually made of metal, cement or PVC pipe.Ĭrooked Grind: Nosegrind with nose sliding at the same time. When I moved houses and offices 13 times during those years, his blind love never faltered.SKATEBOARDING | AGGRESSIVE IN-LINE SKATING | DOWNHILL IN-LINE SKATING BICYCLE STUNT | SPORTCLIMBING | BIG-AIR SNOWBOARDING | SKYSURFING STREET LUGE | WATERSPORTS - BAREFOOT JUMPING | WATERSPORTS - WAKEBOARDINGĪir: Whenever all four wheels are off of the ground at the same time.Īcid drop: To ride straight off of something and freefall to the ground.Īlley-oop: When a trick is performed in the opposite direction of which the skater is moving.īackside: When a turn or trick is executed in a direction that the back of the body is facing the ramp's arc.īlunt: When a trick is performed with the contact spot of the board with the obstacle being the area of the tail behind the back trucks.īoard: The platform that the hardware is mounted to, usually Maple laminate.Ĭabbalerial: While riding fakie (backwards), usually at the lip of a ramp, to complete a 360 in the air and head back down the ramp forwards without grabbing. When I suffered a concussion in 2014 after a fall, he seemed to understand that my vagueness wasn't my fault. When I moved to New York to take a job on cable news, he went to work with me. Insanity came easily to us.ĭuring our 11 years together, Ollie was a reliable travel companion for his hopelessly peripatetic human. Soon enough, all were howling in solidarity with him.
When Meaghan and I would talk in our high-pitched voices, Ollie would chime in with a staccato-soprano howl that proved irresistible and contagious. He knew everyone's voice, and especially loved Jack and Craig next door. Ollie proved to be a party animal, who barked in protest if the humans gathered without him. Ollie adored our front stoop, where Olive Street's usual suspects ritually gathered for cocktails during nice weather. He was so content there, safe and loved - and, importantly, properly positioned to receive admirers - that I eventually developed "poodle elbow." Until he got used to his new circumstances, I mostly carried Ollie, whose then-5-pound body fit perfectly on my right arm. Living with a blind dog presents a certain set of challenges, needless to say. Such was their enthusiasm that, suddenly, the previous absence of a blind poodle seemed an oversight now corrected.
OLLIE OOP OLLIE QUARTER TO BANK FULL
The next day, Ollie and I set off for Washington, where I then lived, arriving on Olive Street to the full embrace of our block's cast of characters. Short story: I was overserved and went home with a blind poodle. Squeaky invited me to dinner that night so that I might get to know Mr. "Cute," I murmured, dragging out the vowel in hopes of sounding sincere. Just shorn, he had a pointy nose, orange-painted toenails and, not to be redundant, had been neutered that day. There was the future Ollie, then about 6 or 7 by the vet's estimate, and looking nothing like the feisty, fearless charmer he would become. Spotting me in the store, Squeaky gestured for me to come take a peek in her bag.
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