Thursday, September 14, 2006

Road Trip!

He'e nalu! I am off to my favourite place in the U.S.:




Could one of you feed the cat and water the plants? I promise to come back with tales of wax rash, sand fleas, and the surf culture. All done with a big-ass smile on my face ("About time" says Tom Swift). Pray for waves.



Update: honshui said...

Have a great trip and may you experience enormous swells that lead to your neverending satisfaction. Tell Mrs. David, that if it swells, ride it.

I can only respond thusly...

Mrs. David said that, while the swells were neverending, they were barely worth the effort to ride due to the lack of "Swell Height (SwH)", Steepness (STP), and, of course, the all important Swell Period (SwP). She thought it more prudent to watch me ride the swells on my own. I found it hard, I mean difficult obviously, to perform in front of her parents.

Here is a picture of me letting a perfectly good swell go to waste as the entire family was watching from the shore. I just can't do it with people watching.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Grounded Brother!


Listen here dude, you can't just take the Hulkster's sweet whip and trash it! Especially not with my wife in the car brother! And just because you don't have a job, live a life of ease, and long for the attention I squander on your sister Brooke, well dude, that is no reason to disrespect the Hulkster dude. When my knee heals up dude, I am going to unleash the fury of the Hulkamaniacs on you brother! What are you going to do, when a severely restricted social life and suspended license, come after you! (Cue t-shirt ripping gag)