It's Supposed to be Flat
I'm still going to San O this week. I've already scheduled the day off. Why waste it around here? I'd rather drive down south, see the sights, try and get wet, hit up a surf shop (or two) and drive back. I don't care what the surf reports say. Besides, I've got a sneaking suspicion that the surf gods will send little waves that day. Keep your fingers crossed . . . and pray for surf . . . for one and all!