SHARK-RIDING BABES AND VIGILANTE SURF WOLVES
by Todd Hartley
I’ve been back in Colorado for nearly two weeks now after my brief sojourn to Oahu, but I have to be honest: In my mind, I’m still in Hawaii. This has caused a bit of a problem with the time difference, as I’ve decided it gives me license to get up four hours later than normal, but the upside is that while you’re all shivering in the early-morning cold, I’m still in bed, dreaming of palm trees and perfect waves.
The best part is that in my dreams I can actually surf those waves without vomiting, which, as we discussed last week, is something I apparently can’t do in my waking life. Read the rest of this entry →