so i get a call from
DiNO (this is the first call since our fight). we go through the ritual apology shit, squash the beef, and move on since life is to short. dude really is my best broham. he said he just woke up and felt empty not knowing how i was doing or anything. so i head out to his old stomping grounds on valley circle. from there we asssume the position with his new rasta
RooR, and head out for a day of tasty waves and breezy's. well not much of either was present on this day. we first hit up free zuma. little football, attempted to build a sand tunnel / city, hot dog walk was all that could be handled at that beach. than we headed to county line. sundays are the dyas to hit pch. every single biker and his mom is out ridin dirty today. we end up snaggin a spiffy spot right on the coast and can watch the surfers try and catch some waves. when i say try and and catch saome waves, im not joking, there was maybe 5 waves caught in an hr by like 20 dudes. so the broham and i start talking about how we tried taking up surfin but for whatever reasons shit did not work out. well the frustration of watchin from the sand is soon a thing of the past. i know im kinda kidding myself saying how easty it looks, but yest looked liked perfect conditions for a beginner like me. ill et you knwo how that progress is going.
so after so much needed beach sesh, we head to starbucks for that perfect drink right before our scheduled 4:20 sesh. well dumb ass bitch behind the counter doesnt know what the initials on the drink means and makes my wrong drink. now i was upset because a) i wanted my fucking drink and 2) 4:20 had come and gone while we were inside. but no later did jesus send his personal savior, live and in person. im talking about none other than Ms. pAm ANderSOn. yah mouth dropped and managed pitched a tent in my pants. girl had on these huge sunglasses that covered pretty much her whole face. but lets just say i should have "thorown myself on those d's". after the excitement in my pants died down, we headed home to catch lebron gets his ass smacked by tony parker and tim duncan in game 2. than i made a truck stop @ alex's house for some quality NiXoN. home, cleaned, roor shesh with pauly, and buenos noches.
