If you're surfing in San Diego County, and you don't see any kooks in the water, all that means is that YOU ARE the kook!
What a day!
It started with Me [since it's all about ME] getting a great tube ride, and living long enough in the bomb to snap a photo.
Then I captured - for the Hackers Hall of Fame -
Puna hacking Jeff, as Jeff was getting ready to ram DJ [DJ why don't you paddle around, not thru?]
I captured the intensity of a DJ take-off on a 80 foot La Jolla Shores closeout.
Then I came in, only to find my truck a bit defaced:
"Go Home Rat F***" - scribbled in wax on my windshield, with a very dead, but very cute mouse, his broken neck firmly trapped, in a mouse trap - under my windshield wiper.
Naturally, the rat who did this terrible thing to both "the mouse" and to me, was a coward, and never took responsibility for his [or her] actions.
I had to go to the dentist right after I came in, and since I was afraid to touch the cute little dead guy, I drove all around San Diego with the windshield art.
It actually was kindda cool, when I drove 100 mph, to watch the fur fly off the mouse -
When I finally had Animal Control remove the varmint from my windshield, it looked more like a hairless shrew than a mouse!
Later,
BA
