Well, the San Diego lifeguards are working overtime to pull these Idiots out of the riptides where they shouldn't be, saving them
from their Ignorance and inability to handle the Pacific=Placid Ocean. Not like swimming in a Pool. Duh!!!

So the lifeguards at the Shores are asking the Surfers to help them with the rescuses, and YES, I was called in to help with Blacks Beach!!

Make my day! Make my Evening! Make my early Morning! I had to paddle my Long Board out just south of the Main Break and
pull out some young damsel in distress. She was screaming and crying and going down into the water whilst I was swiftly
moving out to her in the LARGE three foot surf. She was going down for the count when I reached her and jumped off my board and grabbed her.
For her, it was a near death experience, she saw the white light, which was actually my pink body, just before I grabbed her.
At first she fought me, like most of my women, but then she realized I was there to help, and she went limp in my arms.
I paddled her into the beach, checked her respiration, and did some mouth-to-mouth on her before she came back to life.

Her name is Nora. She is twenty something. Her parents are TexAss Oil People, and she is accustomed to South Padre Island Mush. And she is beholden to Me. She says she is here for the rest of the Summer and she wants me to teach her how to Surf
and do other California Things.

Oh, well, I needed that! Tired of the Summer Kooks and Clowns and Idiots. Think I'll hang with my Baby at the South Trail.

time to work on an all-over-Tan