Rod questions my knowledge regarding surfing in a rivermouth:
"What the hell do YOU know about rivermouth surfing??? "
My knowledge of rivers, mouths and surfing:
"None, Whose, and Nothing"
Rod checks my geography acumen:
"Name three global surf breaks you have ridden in the past week!!!"
My knowledge of global surfing:
"I can't name three global surf breaks I've ridden in my life."
Rod pulls out the rumor innuendo:
"Rumor has it you even sponge these days, YUK!"
I am afraid to tell him that:
"The only sponge I get, 'these days', is from Nurse Ratched, and it ain't 'YUK', it's YEAH BABY!"
Rod propositions me:
"Let's get sponsored and go trip surfing in the SP next week :)"
Rod wants me to collect some $$ ( I guess) and trip out in the SP.
SP - where in the He** is that?
I've already proven that I'm geographically challenged, and my tripping days are long past.
*********** - By the way, you kids can quit pickin' on me! - **********
BA don't surf no mas!
Why Unca Billy?
The transmission on the Ford did a bottom turn, when I was trying to do a floater.
So, I been riding public transportation, to and from work.
I've finally found a happy place, where I'm kindda the Alpha Male.
Now, instead of surfing with the male and female hotties of The La Jolla Surfing Tribe, I'm now a proud member of The Public Transportation Tribe (an introduction to a few members of my new tribe):
** Charlie - His real name, by the way! This guy's my favorite, and not just because his name, and mental capabilities are on a par with Charlie Gordon's (Flowers for Algernon).
MY Charlie rides the bus for an hour and a half - each way - to a private school, where he has worked for years - washing dishes.
Charlie works for three hours a day, and rides the bus for three hours a day.
He loves his job, and his passion, besides riding busses and washing dishes,
is pulling the "Stop Requested" cord on the bus.
He has memorized all of our / his co-riders' stops between the top of O-Side Blvd., and the Pierside, O-Side Transit Center.
Most of our co-riders work outside, I mean OUTSIDE, like OUTDOORS, so when it rains,
they don't work - and therefore, they are not on the bus (when it rains).
- Duh BA - how retarded do you think WE are ? -
Charlie and I might be the only passengers on a bus, that on a non-rainy day, may be transporting 15 - 20 people. Charlie pulls the Stop Requested Dinger for the "ghost riders" who are not on the bus, and then he gets a bit puzzled, but never pissed off - when the bus driver barrels past the stop requested.
** VietNam Vet "1" - "1" is convinced that he and I, as part of an infantry team, fought the Commies in Cambodia and Laos in the early sixties.
I tell him, every day, that in the early sixties I was interested in little more than altering my senses, surfing, motorcycle racing, and banging chicks - I spent a lot of time running FROM the draft, not THROUGH the jungles of South East Asia with a bunch of draftees.
Unlike VietNam Vet "2" (to follow, another time) "1" is articulate, well educated and very garrulous.
"1" just happens to be stuck in an era that he loved, but unfortunately, for him, he can't revisit.
"1" wants to purchase a computer, and asked me for some 'pooting advice - opps, he asked me - err, maybe he is retarded -
Luckily for "1" he doesn't listen to my advice, and I'm reaping a treasure trove of war stories for the future.
Whoa - BA - Dude -
Are your new friends on alt-dot-public-transportation beginning to read eerily like some of the participants on alt-dot-surfing?
* All of the tales I'm spinning are based upon facts of some sort.
* Most of the tales will be at least 50% factual.
I'm doing this web thing for a few reasons, and it is, and will be, "a work in progress" for a while:
1. It's an easy way for me to organize my "autobiography" so my kids will know a bit more about me.
2. I find this computer and internet stuff fascinating.
3. I was lucky to be able to start surfing - at least in my opinion - in the "Golden Age" of surfing - I do have some yarns to spin regarding those times.
4. This is an efficient way for some of the old guys to touch bases again - I've received a few e-mails from old (err, long-time) friends I've haven't seen in forty years or so - I think that's way cool.
5. I'm still surfing almost every day - and, at least in my opinion - that's a pretty "boss" thing to write about.
6. I think it will be nice, in a couple of years, to maybe look back at how good - or bad - the surf was in any given stretch of time.