Yay, I don’t look as old as I feel (sometimes). It was actually kind of odd but hey, it made me feel good. I walked into ye’ olde’ liquor store last night to pick up a few things and walked up to the counter with my stash when the girl behind the counter began giving me that look. Like she’s not quite sure I’m old enough to be buying such hard alcohol – or any for that matter. So, she asked… and looking in my wallet I remembered I left it at the club in South Beach last weekend knowing I can just order another one through the mail (and in fact already did). Ah, but luckily I still had a spare I keep in my car. So I jetted out to the parking lot like a little kid and promptly returned to the chuckling cashier with said license. Needless to say she was surprised but hey, it made my evening (Thanks to the dye job I guess, haha). Stop laughing Flower!

Friday at last and there may be some surf on the horizon. Long board is leashed up, waxed up and I’m surprised it’s not already strapped to the roof of the Pathfinder (a little too early maybe). Crossing my fingers for Sunday, and even if it doesn’t hit Delray I’m driving north to get in the water. Look out Ft. Fierce!