Christmas California Adventure (9)
The waves tried to kill me. Honestly, they did. And they didn't stop after one try, they kept on coming back time and time again to finish the job, but they failed.
Tim, Craig, Stormy, and I, courtesy of the self-timer and the contraption I put together in the next picture. Clever device really, if I do say so myself.
Here it is, the camera stand that I built with my own 2 hands. Relish in my finest moment ladies and gentlemen, for this is the finest thing created since Pookon's Ill Stuff.
We chose the perfect time to head out to the beach - sunset. Makes a man want to write a poem or something. The sky was going crazy like a weird dream that never quits.
Tim felt that it was necessary to "fly" in and ruin this perfect picture of me at the beach. This image used to be artistic and beautiful, now it's just goofy. Oh that boy...
There were 2 surfers out in the uh...surf enjoying a grand day of uh...surfing. Wish I could join them, but I left my uh...board at home.