When I moved into my place this past summer I did it for a few reasons; it’s close to the liquor store, I helped my roommate build a ramp in the back yard (pre move-in), and there is another dog here to keep my dog busy while I’m out bending to the landscape wills of retardedly rich people with no concept of the reality of the working-poor and in some cases human decency. I noticed very quickly that my roommate and I can drain the shit out of a 12-pack in quite a short period of time so I found myself going up to the lq quite often. Then I had an idea; why not let my dog do most of the work for me? A new tradition was born and now as long as Sherman St. is free of snow and the typically excessive amount of gravel the city of Englewood decides to put down during storms I am in command of the only Sherman St. sled dog that I know of which makes me pretty cool. The formula is perfect; take one alcoholic skater, an old school deck complete with rails and Santa Cruz 66mm “Bullet” wheels, a backpack, and a Welsh Corgi named Thor equipped with a leash and harness, and that’s it. Put the skater on the old school while wearing the backpack (he’ll need that to put the beer, or whiskey, or vodka, or all three) in while holding Thor’s leash. Send Dave off by pushing down the street. Thor will handle the rest of the workload. It’s great! I get to skate a little after work and my dog gets a much-needed workout. Do you have any idea how many fat ass Corgis I see around town? OK, not that many, but EVERY one I see is a fat ass and I don’t want my boy falling into that category, and I don’t want to run out of beer (or whiskey, or vodka) either. Tell me I’m not the only one who does this! It’s too good to ignore, and there’s no way of getting a DUI if you’ve started early.