you know you surf when???

Nailed it

 

Yes, it is not only possible, but likely. Face it, surfing is not bikinis. And we never tire talking about the bikinis walking by now, do we??

 

YES TOWELIE Now you got it!!!

Also- when you have melted wax all over the inside of you Camaro... and sand

 

Only if it's the same conversation over and over again, gotta have a variety of topics to discuss within the main subject of surfing. Some days I like talking shop, i.e. design and science of surfing, other days I could care less and just want to talk about the more important / deeper aspects of surfing. Otherwise it can get very repetitive. But like any good song you've ever heard, if you don't listen to it for a while and play it again down the road, it's still a good song and it's nice to hear again, eventually.

 

sweet left!

 

Exactly! Look at that fkn shoulder!

I laugh to myself now with fences because they're mostly all close-outs, which we know don't exist

 

And you reluctantly come to the obvious conclusion that a solid good surf session is almost always better than good sex, which then leads to the horrifying realization that the only thing that beats a solid good surf session is phenomenal sex...so you start wondering about those rare phenomenal surf sessions, only to discover that you actually fantasize about surfing more than sex, and decide not to go down that rabbit hole any further.

 

+10
You can't think of going anywhere without wondering how to get boarde, towel, and shorts into the car, then how to sneak away from the family to get in a sesh

 

hahaha, those always seem to break with perfect form. If only...

 

I can remember, even as a little kid, sitting in the back seat of my parents' car on long drives... passing the time by watching the overpass berms flying by and imagining carving turns on them.

 

Ahhh, back when we used to use our imaginations! Before mind-surfing berms it was snake books for me.

 

You spend more time in less clothing with your friends than with your girl

 

When you chastise your wife for washing your baggies because it's bad luck and will cause a flat spell.

 

You surf the trams between the terminals at Atlanta Hartsfiield Airport.

 

I didn't know that!

 

When you could care less about a football game because its firing and offshore.

 

My wife finally gave up. I promised her our next trip is to Ireland to visit her family homeland. Can't wait!

 

I can remember surfing on a Super Sunday back long ago when the game started early. Once it was almost flat in the am,by the time kickoff started it was head high and firing, and it was DOH by the time it got dark. Super Bowl, what Super Bowl? I will never ever waste a Sunday missing waves to watch my loser Dolphins ever ever again.

 

Duh! I learned that important piece of Florida surf superstition long ago, back in high skool. My Mom still thinks I am nuts. But when you live in a fickle wave window, mojo is everything. Salt crusted baggies insure the swell will keep pumping.