Wednesday, June 9, 2010
I had a really good convo last night with Snowone about getting old, being broken down, warm water vacations, chicks, and shredding. Seems he's having a similar mid-life inspection as myself, but he's only 35. Give it 5 years brotha, it only gets worse. I'm turning 40 in the fall. Already? Shouldn't I be something more? I'm still waiting to figure out what I'm going to do with my life while every asshole my age has a family and owns their home. Oh well, I've got some kick ass surfboards, a road bike, and a Lazy Boy. Mentally I feel like I'm still a drunken 18 year old, but my whole body is breaking down at an alarming rate. I may not even be walking by the time I'm 50. My fake hip will probably need a revision in about 5 years and who knows what will happen with that recovery. So I'm going to start my mid life crisis today. Today is the start of The Decade of Mid Life Crisis Hefe. And I will continue throughout my roaring 40's, unless I'm confined to a wheelchair, colostomy bag, or adult diaper. Every penny and spare moment will be spent pursuing surf and shred....or slothing in front of TV. I'm gonna surf and shred everywhere I've always wanted. Kinda like a bucket list for future gimps. Pavones, Bali, Peru, and Indo to name just a few. This morning I called to get a price for a flight to Bali October 8-25. It's ON!