we need a surfing president

hell yeah, and stylin' too.

another missed opportunity

If I wasn't leaving for Hawaii this week, I'd really feel like a loser.

i can't go to the beach today...

...and it hurts.

ouch.

$8.99

so ridiculous i just barfed in my mouth

Jessie Puglisi, 22. (Photo: Monica Almeida/The New York Times)

"Those who work on the base — or are married to someone who does — seemed as reliably Republican as the state of Nebraska itself. “Obama is the anti-Christ,” said Jessie Puglisi, 22, whose husband is an airman. “I don’t really agree with any of his policies. My husband feels the same way. He won’t even buy a magazine if Obama’s face is on it. We hang out with a lot of military people, and they all feel the same way.”"

The question is: does she actually know or understand any of Obama's policies? More likely she doesn't like that middle name.

Read article here.

behind the orange curtain

Real Housewives of Orange County

My family moved to the OC in 1971. Back then it was still touched by an earlier surf, beach, art, and hippie culture. Although we lived in what has now become an "exclusive" beach town, our neighbors then ran the gamut from flamboyant homosexuals to doctors to plumbers to beach bums (and pretty much everything in between). We had trailer parks for retirees and we had a few mansions. It was colorful and fun and safe. The beach ruled and I grew up doing just about everything you can do by the sea: bodysurfing, bodyboarding, skimboarding, spearfishing, ab diving, tidepooling, sailing, fishing, and by 1977, stand up surfing. It was fucking great.

The sad thing about all this is that the experience I had there is no more. Laguna in particular has become Beverly Hills by the sea and has been for some time. Now when I visit, the plastic surgery and very expensive cars and silly posturing and crowds are everywhere. It's sick and it's absurd and it's just the way it goes, I guess.

Rest In Peace, funky, sleepy, beautiful OC of the past: