Surf Ohio I let the board drop from my hand. Slick tires hit hard pavement. Tensing my body, I ease onto the board, like a surfer readying for the waves. Gently I push off, and by kick-turning I attain a nice cruising speed. Turning on my Walkman and absorbing myself to the tunes of Huey Lewis, as a surfer eases his body with the tropical sun, I ride down the street. In preparation for the approaching hill, my body bends and I become a streamlined form on top of a waxed surfboard riding the waves. I breathe in a lungful of the cool air. Like a desert nomad, I don't know where I'll go next, I just ride. Later I end up back home. Cleaning my skateboard, I hold it with pride like a pro surfer waxing his faithful board. Mike Stutz