Please Stop . . .
talking about, posting pictures of, and letting me see with my own eyes your new boards. You all know I've got a problem. What I wasn't revealing of late was my thought that my quiver was still incomplete. Something is missing and I don't quite know what it is. So, I've been talking to a local shaper about what I need. I know how I am. As a result, I wouldn't meet with the shaper face-to-face. I've only corresponded by email and talked to him on the phone. Because, see, I know how I am!! However, I want to make sure that the board I get meets my specifications, therefore I've been taking baby steps, getting to know the shaper, etc. Well, now I've lost my mind. All I can think about is filling out the quiver with this board now. Forget baby steps! I'm ready to run the marathon! And it's all your fault. I'm talking about the collective "you"—Whiff, Alan, Grace, Clay, Jason, Slow Polk, Surferbrat. You all should be ashamed for causing me such board envy. Thankfully, our finances are horrible right now. (Soul Bro #1's car is not on my good side tonight.) I must continue to take baby steps. I think, though, that this will be the board that will fill the gap in the quiver. I've been searching for a board like this for awhile. At some point, I came to my senses, realizing I'd need to get with a shaper to help me make this board a reality. It may be months before I get it. (Yeah!! Famous last words from the woman who would probably buy a surfboard a month if she could afford it.) You know what's ironic? I need to work more if I want to buy more boards. But then if I work more, there will be no time to surf.