Sunbeam
Rick's flight to southern California to pick up his new board was
canceled due to snow. So his board waits patiently in the afternoon
winter sun…
Rick's flight to southern California to pick up his new board was
canceled due to snow. So his board waits patiently in the afternoon
winter sun…
plcasey1
February 26, 2010nice spray!
Rick
March 1, 2010While shoveling myself out from the snow so that I could get to the beach and surf some frosty 40 degree Jersey barrels brought by the blizzard that prevented me from uniting with my Octa-solemate-Merk I started pondering who could it have been that schemed this plot to prevent me from getting to the golden state and bathing in that warm sunbeam and embracing my Octa-Merk. Someone at Moonbase must have been culprit, but who could it be? Who would be devious enough to cohort with Mother Nature to crush my happiness. I started thinking, could it have been Peter Pinliner? No no, Mr. Pinliner only wields his trusty airbrush to spread the good surfy vibe. He would never use his surfy powers for evil. How about Moon-mom I thought? No never, she is much too kind and generous and I’m certain she would have masterfully packed my Octa-Merk and shipped it to me so that I could have donned my 5 mm neoprene suit of armor and carried the Octa-Merk out into battle fighting the frost blizzard barrels and the onslaught of brain freeze duck dives. Could it have been Mr. Cocumelli? No certainly he is too busy controlling the frog. Could it have been Gary? Now we’re getting somewhere. Although my Octa-Merk is most certainly beautiful, it was ordered without any of Mr Stuber’s masterful resin color work. Could he have been seeking revenge? Doubtful, since the surf has been so good this winter he probably was glad to sneak out early for a surf that day. Could it have been Marlin? No, I am fairly certain he was too busy making a new quiver of fins for Taylor to take on his way to dominate the ‘CT this year. Could it have been Elliot? No don’t be ridiculous. Have you ever tried to sand between glassed on bamboo side runners? There’s no way he has the time to plot against me with all those fins to sand. Could it have been Moondoggie (Aka Moon Kitty)? We all know that Moon Kitty plans to take over the world. The only question is, does that plan start with my Octa-Merk? Could it be the pivotal link in world domination? Possible, but I’m fairly certain that plan is based on cat-nip or a cat-nap. Could it have been J.P.? We all know that he is master and ruler of the blog-o-sphere. Could he have used his blogging super powers to influence the weathermen and insure that the blizzard landed directly over New Jersey in time to prevent my flight from leaving? He is quite the likely suspect considering his previous threats of surfy abduction towards my beautiful Octa-Merk. So in order to investigate I decided to email my new buddy Daxton. Although less than a month old he has already set up a gmail account. On a side note, he’s also been getting some really good advice on setting up a strong portfolio from those E-trade babies. He turned me on to an IPO that really took off. Anyway, Daxton informed me that he has been keeping J.P. elbow deep in poopy diapers, so it’s not possible that J.P. could have had the time to hatch such an elaborate plot. However, he did tell me of one other potential culprit. He mentioned in his email that he seemed to remember J.M. bragging the other day on a video conference with the E-trade kids about his gray striped jammies. Then it dawned on me! The original Mini-Merk was adorned with a spray to match J.M.’s grey striped jammies! It all makes sense now. He must have seen the cosmic spray on my Octa-Merk and become immediately infuriated that I tried to top his jammie spray. So now I’m on you J.M. You wont get away with this again. I’ve restarted the count-down and there are 4 days left until I will be in San Marcos. Try and stop me this time!
Rick
March 2, 2010I have enlisted an elite group of forensic scientists and crime scene experts. They are currently analyzing the picture above for evidence of tampering. When I arrive on Friday morning they will pull fingerprints and swab the Octa-Merk for a full forensic work up. Samples will be analyzed on a Hewlett Packard 5890 Gas Chromatograph with flame ionization detector for trace evidence of surf wax polymers. They will finger print the entire Moonlight staff, including Moon Kitty (paw prints of course). Once and for all I will know who has been molesting my Octa-Merk. Who carelessly placed it so close to the window that any passer-by could oogle it. Who rubbed their paws all over it. Who took a cat-nap in the warm sunbeam, while lying on it. I will have my answers in only 3 days! There will be no one to stop me this time!
Rick
March 3, 2010I had a dream… that one day I would leave the cold, wet, snowy northeast winter weather on a shiny supersonic zeppelin for warm sunny southern California climate. When I got there, an Octa-Merk with a Peter Pinliner cosmic spray and Marlin Bacon 101 bamboo side runners would be waiting for me. There would be sun and waves and empty line-ups for me to surf my groovy new Octa-Merk. The birds would be chirping, the dolphins frolicking, the flowers blooming, the planets and stars aligning, the corduroy swells marching in and the offshore breeze grooming the green barrels. Then I woke up Thursday morning in Dirty Jersey, got herded into coach on the afternoon flight from Newark, arrived in San Diego where it was 58 degrees to hear the surfline forecast for junky 2 ft waves and the weather forecast for rain all weekend, and found out that some other guy walked in and bought my Octa-Merk before I could get too Moonlight and pick it up. Such is the curse of my northeast existence…
Rick
March 4, 2010I’m leavin’ on a jet plane…