I love longboarding every once in a while, when I feel up to it. Just go to some of those expensive golf course housing communities with the extra-wide roads, slopes and hills, circuity of roads and paths... take the box out in my pocket, take a Vicodin or two, trench or three to the face, and push off... nothing beats tearing down a hill with the wind in your hair and rushing by your ears, feeling so fluid gliding over asphalt making barely any noise.