While I was out at Pirate's Cove experiencing some smaller stormy surf, this is what was happening south of me at Nelscott Reef in Lincoln City. They got waves with 40 foot faces. Damn.All last night while working I was thinking I need to move closer to the beach, like Australia. X helped fuel that further by sending me some kick ass surf music from their Kiwi neighbors.
I've also been thinking about shaping my own board. It seems to be how I go about things. I get into motorcycles and then build a chopper. I get into beer and mead and end up brewing my own. I get into maintenance and start machining my own tools. I get into heroin and start growing poppies. I have an inherent need for a deeper understanding that can only be satisfied by involving myself in the whole of the process. If I ever get into money I'll have to print my own.
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Do get into money!! Also keep me in mind. If you spread your printed bills around the country they will be harder to trace.
Well, harder to trace except for the fact that his money will probably have his own face on the front and a naked woman on the back, and would be in denominations of π, e and φ.
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