Friday, July 10, 2009

Catch a Wave

Most nights I sit outside on the back deck and enjoy the evening. I watch the waves and bask in the remaining sunshine. The dogs run around and act poorly. I mostly watch the surfers.

I LOVE the surfers. I have no idea what is a good wave or who makes the best board or anything else surfer related. Hell, I can't even tell the girl surfers from the boy surfers. But every day, there they are, surfing away.

Sometimes there are a whole bunch and then a few days we will only have one or two out there. I guess they didn't get the surf memo for the day. We have these goofy ones that stand on the board and have a giant paddle that they use to maneuver themselves around the water. I make fun of them. We will have people in kayaks or canoes and sometimes we have those very loud and annoying jet ski people.

I am convinced that surfers use the ocean much like women use their phones. It is a gab fest. Some days if the wind is blowing just right, I can hear them talking out there and it is not about waves, I can tell you that. Yesterday, someones rack (yep, that is how they talk here, could be about a women or an elk, you decide) was mighty fine. Everyone laughed and about 4 waves drifted by that no one rode. One surfer stuck his foot in the air and everyone looked. I have no idea what exactly was going on with said foot, but another few waves shot by with no one on them.

I can hear them telling their significant others about their need to "catch some waves" or "work on their boards." It is a scam people, they are bobbing around sittin' on those boards comparing stories. Enjoying their "water lunch time." Laughing and joking and totally not catching a wave. Oh sure, one or two will shoot up and stand on their board, ride the wave for a while. The other surfers consider him quite the show off, I'm just thinking he is not in a relationship yet, so he still really likes to surf.

Just wait, once he bags a babe, a bobbin' he will be.

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