Surfing Hullow Days

As the picture shows, our recent swell is now just about gone. I got, I think, four days of it.

I look forward to the warmer waters of summer. I continue to wax poetic about my winter custom wetsuit. Nevertheless, I'm ready to get into my spring/summer custom fullsuit—you know, the light blue one with the god awful pink and yellow accents. That's going to turn some heads! That's not why I got it, of course. I'm simply tired of black—not black people, but black wetsuits.

Now I'm trying to decide what to do for my next winter fullsuit. I wanted to put a Japanese rising sun on the torso of the suit, but that's proven to be a bit much for a wetsuit. So, I'm forced to figure out how I want my next fullsuit to look. Don't say "polka dots". It's already been done. By Worm.

Pray for more swell.

And, by the way, did anyone else get left behind after the Rapture or am I writing this to an audience of one—myself? (I knew they wouldn't take me up there!)