Originally Posted by johnnytoobad
I just happen to think that if you spent a good amount of time as a teenager in minneapolis in the '90s, you were one lucky kid.

That's true. I remember discovering the Hard Times, Extreme Noise, the Bomb Shelter, etc., not to mention the things I should be ashamed of having been excited about, like Rolling Soles Skate Shop, Al Johns in Calhoun Square, and the clearance rack in the men's section of Urban Outfitters. Whatever, I was young.
(if you must know, Rolling Soles was a shop that catered to the aggressive in-line skater type. Uhm, well, I was never very good at skateboarding, for fear of falling on my face on the concrete, so I thought maybe I'd have better luck on the in-lines. Jesus. What a dork. I'm glad I finally rediscovered bikes)