Thursday, May 31, 2012

Summer is DEAD~ This is the reality

*Reggae music bumping.  Ice cold beers in a cooler.  Slightly offshore and 6' SSW swell.  Tan feet.  Babes wearing bikinis laying out close by.  #summer2012  

*Traffic. Bums that have more cash than you.  Stepping on gum that melted on the sidewalk with your stinky ass shoes.  Parking tickets.  Sweaty back.  Working all day downtown when it's going off at all south facing beaches.  Crowded weekend warrior lineup at the cliffs when it's 2' and mushy.  Red tide.  #2012summerreality

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

El meMO's

Had brychella two go down for MeMO's down at El Mos. patented crew of creeps and crags. Full spread. Highlights. Ceviche. Blanket/towel amount. Swimming with sharks, rays an tons of other harmless sea animal and not having to pay in loss of life. Sea climbing. Rock slipping. Sugar dancing and Brel Brels new little animal San Simion. Classic photo of nezzys beach quiver including wet book. Viva.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Sun Bleached II

This is day two shot by rock goddess~ Bopping and bouncing off mussels and urchins.  El Oso Pelligroso was a feature that was to good to miss.  The Big Kahuno was loving it in all his angelic cherub glory.   Snuck a few corners on the belly an some on the surf table.  No difference though.There is no better feeling in the world than post surf Pulled Pork on Kings sweet rolls prepared by a parent and a brew ha ha. loveyourlife.x

Monday, May 21, 2012

Sun Bleached

My brain is seriously sun bleached. Saturday all day floating around in the pacific like a seal. Docking my burnt flesh on hot sand and refreshing with warm brew and dusty chips n salsa. Real living. Went early guy to sleep at 830pm. Woke with the sun and pondered the distance between me and the horizon. Washed away unanswerable questions with salty love. Bobbing around like sea otters.

Back to dry land for illuminati #2. Soul eclipse. Snagged a few shots through a welder mask on nez got one on me through a piece of paper. The end is near~

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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Catalinos Liberitos

Got a full dose of liberty with the pilgrims over at Riviera Skateboards. Took the water buggy out to Catalina for a Cinco de Mayo skate/brew/cig/swim/sunburn/budlightmargs savage dude ranch ash trash loose your wallet weekend in the most beautiful place 26 miles away from smelLA. The super moon got everyone hot under the collar. Even the galley server at the express was casually talking about Ted Bundy, severed heads and the allure of a mass murderer. Perfect lunch talk, thanks buddy. It was a burning hearts night with the Mayor, Joey Mash, Ben Harper, Nizzy, J Ro the warrior god, Kill Mumma and a bunch of unsuspecting travelers with traveling attitudes. It was a sweat stained shmorgesborg of well behaved seniors and psychotic sailors. Everyone and everything was in full effect. When in doubt order another calamari sampler. I found myself in some graveyard under the werewolf super moon illuminating the sky and dancing to Bob Segar with Joey Mash and some lunatics. Buddha danced with us too. Leopard skin skies and crocodile laden earth made the for the most interesting dance floor I ever suede shoe tip toe tapped. Woke up from dreaming wondering who had we been. Sausage, coffee, eggs scrambled nice and cheesy for me. We found the Mayor in a bad, bad place. Scurried up the hill just in time to see a leather outfitted dude on a skate table blast through the hay bale, slam into a babe in a string bikini strait outta Pam Anderson bay watch days. Boobies flew like that 80s movie Porkies. Old creeps immediately retreated to the nearest bush and were never seen again. After paying our due respects to the Prince of Catalina, J-Ro, we cashed our checks and made it back to the mainland. Things haven't been the same. Super Moon, Calamari, Island Fever or was it that sick bastard galley waiter who poisoned us? Still living in fear.