Category : Turn Me On
This is the state of mind you get into at times wher your feet are enshrouded by heavy mud. You are unable to make fleeting jumps or crackling leaps of faith or beauty.
Then sometimes you wake from such a sluggardly geeling and your soul cries with pleasure, you are vital and lightened from the burden of imaginary pressures.
Such is life, such is the meandering of the mind and such it is setting off to sea, like dear Odysseus many years ago, not knowing where you are going, not knowing why you are travelling, but forced onward by rabid urges…
.. that was an excerpt from the external nervous system of a man.
This is a little sad, and the image dimensions are all over the place, but it was a turning point in my life ( for the good or bad I dont know ) and I am like a butterfly turning frequently anyway. But I got my very own surfboard, I really did and it works, it is not all wobbly, but clear and true and sweet.
Barack Obama , the newly appointed PResident of the USA yesterday was quizzed on CNN regarding the proposed development at the Brighton Marina and its predicted detrimental affect on the waves at ‘Custard Point’.
Obama commented :
“I am completely against any construction in this important surf spot.”
and signing to reporters he gave a ‘hangloose’ hand signal in support of the opposition to the scheme, before adding :
“Change does not mean ruining cool waves man”
More information of the scheme’s ( Run by Mat Hammond ) opposition can be found at Save Brighton Marina Surf.
Just to let you know that this morning I was in the sea from 9-10.30 round the back of Shoreham Harbour, fully dressed in head to toe neoprene. The tide was very low (0.7m at lowest ) and the winter swell brought in some fine waves.
I started out on a 9’6” longboard and fell off a lot. Later I used a 8’2” beach break board which I love and feel quite comfortable on. I stopped forcing myself away from my preferred goofy stance on the board and soon got on a few nice breaks and later emerged from the chilly sea refreshed to the core of my being.
Christmas presents are a funny thing, it is said in many quarters that you end up getting a whole load of unwanted stuff each Christmas, certainly I have previoulsy been a victim of such occurences.
This year things were different here is what I got :
- Wetsuit gloves – yes, surfing being the new ‘beer’ these are necessarry for Brighton’s chill waters
- Wetsuit Hat – I borrowed gloves off Toby recently and was quite warm until a wave crashed over my head
- Surf Wax – hmm I stil need a board
- iPod Classic – somehow managed to be in receipt of 120gig ipod, still womndering how to fill it up.
- web book laptop – shiny 8 inch screened mini laptop, perfect for web and email, movies, music and more
- lovely shoes, jeans and tops.
In all I was bestowed with exactly what I wanted, what I needed and what I desired.
if anyone out there still intends to buy be anything else, here is my wishlist : longboard, Suzuki Van Van, free flights, new house….
thanks
Raucously coloured waves bursting over Shoreham’s Hot Pipes
Google have been around for some 10 years now and they have become a byword for an online search, a synonym with the speed and accessibility of the web.
That is not all they do of course, the list is massive.
Gmail – the nicest web based mail I have ever used
Analytics and Adsense – beautiful
Google Maps- perfect
Google Chrome – swift and understated yet brutally stable browser.
There is more, lots more, look at Google Options
Just being raising up my spam filters to the max and realised what I was doing…..
I am blocking all emails which offer the chance to get rich quick or the chance to have a larger willy.
This is rather ironic to say the least……
San pethano ti tha poune, pethane enas leventis pou glendouse ti zoi, ax aman aman.
Love echoes.
Not really that much to say of late for which I apologise. Saw a nice site though which makes for extensive flash useage and grinding sound at http://www.pluginmedia.net/ – fair rockin I would say.
Apart from that, I am chilled and feeling poetic….
