Still.

I love surfing. I would rather not sponge a clean, large wave anymore if I could surf it. But I absolutely love sponging. I was sponging in the 80's when the golden era of that happened and o what a ride. It completely resonated with me the negative state of surfing at the time and the attitudes. Bodyboarding was and is all about pure fun and being almost as one with a wave as bodysurfing with a hand plane. I even sponged Puerto Escondido and it was one of the neatest things I've done. Creased BOTH boards beyond use (for me, not for the Mexican kids I left them to - they ate them up!).

Came back to Florida, immediately got a new sponge with the little money I had left, ate Ramin Noodles and meatless spaghetti for weeks. How different is that? I just landed on my feet. Course finding a girl and starting a family settled my feet on the ground and that sure helped.

Still.

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Brother, when you get a minute, could I get a list of the words that trigger these fits?


Hey. Where are we going? (And what are we doing in a hand-basket?)