this weekend was an alcohol fueled mess of life, and a major embarrassment on my part. scenes blown to bits and sent into Apollo like proportions, only to crash and burn. in time it is all water under the bridge.
disregarding the night before.
found zen on a decent sized bike ride. sir stevie and i overcame technical difficulties and arrived at the jetty in ponce inlet like a couple of camera yeilding tourists from across the pond. the weather was perfect and next time we shall paddle out and catch some waves.
300 was bloody fun, and i was out like a one month old infant high on mother's milk.
today.
lost an hour. went for a pleasant drive and ate 85 cent chicken fried to golden heaven.
to do list: play golf.
all is well that ends well, it's sunday night.
the links.
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