Why I couldn't write a better blog tonight.

So I was riding my skateboard to work today and the left front wheel was creaking and squeaking and wouldn't spin quite right. But I kept pushing off of the sidewalk and making it do it's job, because no slouchy wheel shall hinder me on a mission, no sir, no way . . .
When I got to my job and hoisted my skateboard against the wall where it would rest while I would type, I noticed that the truck was hot to the touch. Like really hot, like it had been sitting in the sun or on a stove.
There's something in there about friction . . .
and now I have to go get WD40 to make sure that the wheels turn properly tomorrow and my skateboard doesn't burst into flames.

And that's why I couldn't write a better blog tonight. Thank you.