Click images for desktop size: "Marlene Dietrich" When I was 8 years old I my buddy Tom and I would peddle out to Malibu and watch the surfers.
We'd wait for one of them to wipe out and lose their board and then we'd grab the board and catch some white water till the big guy would swim in.
More than anything we wanted our own surf boards.
We were both big kids so we lied about our ages, told them we were 12, and got paper routes, delivering the old Herald Examiner (out of business now kids).
The first time I loaded the papers on my bike I couldn't keep the bike upright. The papers were too heavy. So we swiped shopping carts from the Pioneer Market and loaded the papers in that. All summer and winter we went on our separate routes pushing those carts. Every few days the shopping cart cowboys would round up our stray carts so we had to steal new ones.
We collected money from our customers and probably experienced some things we didn't begin to understand, but in a year we had both saved exactly $125.00. We went down to Malibu and each bought an off the rack Dean's board.
The next morning we quit our paper routes, went out at dawn on our bikes, our new sticks proudly under an arm and pedaled to Malibu. It was a six foot day and the lines were almost making it from first to third point.
We both paddled out, turned, caught the same wave, wiped out and nearly drowned . . .
We did that for like 3 hours. We never quit until the Cat himself, (Mickey Dora) took pity on us and paddled over and said, "Hey gremmies. You need any help with those sticks or you got it wired?"
It was our first surf lesson.
Now getting that first board was difficult. Real hard. So I know what difficult is and I know how it turns out. It turns out great.
Sometimes I think some of the things I learned had to be difficult or there wouldn't have been any sense in learning them at all.
My puppies coming. My house mate doesn't want the puppy in the house. She doesn't understand dogs and thinks they are as stupid and destructive as cats. It's her right.
So it's going to be difficult for a while because I have to pay for the puppy and find a new place to live all in one swoop.
Yeah, it will be difficult but I know that a man and a good dog can see through much worse than this.
Work was dull, dull, dull. I liked it that way.
I got to flirt with a couple of cute college coeds. We all had fun. I like flirting when it's just fun and we all know that's all it is.

Click images for desktop size: "Ninja Babe" by Denis Goulet Other than that I read Jose Canseco's Juiced. I feel sorry for him that he's so strapped for cash. It wasn't the dullest sports book I've ever read but it was pretty banal.
I threw a baseball 280 times and then the rain came. I never got good speed on it and my arm is still killing me.
On the internet end of things. I've gotten a domain, warchild13.com I couldn't have warchild as that domain is taken by a charity I muy simpatico with.
As I've already used up nearly 2 gigs of my bandwidth here, I guess I need to do this. It was only 60 bucks for a year, and if I'd known about having to move I wouldn't have done it.
I also purchased a 20 buck digital camera. It's is great! If I'd had real guts I'd have gotten the 13 dollar Fisher Price camera which was white and blue plastic! Just the thing to document the new puppy!
The difficulties ahead are small compared to having a puppy.