I’d Buy the Motorized Surfboard

…since I’m physically pained by paddling for waves. That and other dubious-in-retrospect inventions here. I also wouldn’t mind seeing what Xzibit would do with illuminated tires.

My vote for dumbest is the speechless phone answering robot.

First Rule of Shoulder Injuries Is You Do Not Talk About Shoulder Injuries

I’ve been whining about how my shoulder hurts since last summer, last week the good folks at Kaiser were kind enough to let a Very Tall Man conduct an MRI on my shoulder. It was kind of fun and interesting for the first few minutes, but like a Mel Gibson movie just went on too long.

I got the big call from my doctors office yesterday, after spending the last week pouring over electronically created pictures of my shoulders inner workings (which is not the kind of working that is for suckers), the good doctor had decided that my shoulder was fine! This would be excellent news, if it didn’t mean I was crazy.

Apparently I have devoted a substantial portion of the last eight months complaining about something that doesn’t exist. I thought the waves a half block a way were taunting me and my shoulder, unable to go out on my neglected surfboard. Turns out it was my own crazy brain, convincing me to stay out of the ocean for most of the summer, out of the tropical water during my visit to the North Shore in November. My own cabeza laughing as I popped IB Profen like a late 90’s Brett Favre downing valium, until my stomach began it’s violent protests.

All of that for an injury that, according to my good doctor, doesn’t exist. From here out the pain in my shoulder will be known as Tyler Durden.

Big Day!

Anyone remember the Friends were Joey shows Ross how to be unemployed, spacing out activities? After pranking calling Chandler at work Joey states “and thats tuesday.” I’m unemployed and can’t relate, I try and fill my time up with whatever I can think of so I don’t fall into the oh-so tempting trap of The Price is Right and Judge Judy. She’s so full of sass…

Today was a major victory to that end, I bought a surfboard! I think I got a good deal, but can’t say for certain. A new 7′6” egg (what I think I wanted) seemed to run 400 to 500, I found one on craigslist for 300 that dude claims he only used a couple of times. He looked like a guy who spent a lot of time at the beach, so maybe I shouldn’t believe him, but its too late now.

Now I can try and get a session in before Bob Barker comes on, and again after Judy. Life is getting better all the time. Course, steady pay checks would be even nicer, but thats jprobably me being greedy.

A Few Days in Dominical & Blogging

So I´ve spent the last several days in Domincal.  Some highlights

• Texas Hold Em tournament in a hippy campground, took third out of four people
• Trying to Surf in Dominical, apparently not a good place for a beginner such as myself
• Swimming through caves with waves crashing into them, then back in another.  Not as easy as promised, but still a good Goonie esq adventure. Even had a six foot seven guy yelling ¨Hey you Guys!!¨
• Drinking rum with ze Germans.  Done that the last two nights.  Will see if I hit the trifecta tonight.

So I´m halfway through the trip, and I´m glad I set up the blog.  Wasn´t sure if anyone would read it, but it seems at least a few people are checking in on me.  WordPress gives me some stats about the readers, it looks like I commenly get about 20 ¨hits¨a day, which is more than I expected.  I also recently got my first viewer from a search engine quiery.  I don´t remember the exact phrase in the search, but it was something about costa rican transvestites.  A proud moment for me.

Gotta go, today is a trip to a breathtaking waterfall.  Rough life.

Miles of Sandy Beaches

So this is my fourth day in Mal Pais-Santa Teresa.  The town is basically a road running parallel to the beach, and everything revolves around surfing.  After a couple days I am starting to get the hang of it, which is to say I can stand up on the board pretty consistently.

I took yesterday off to switch hotels.  The first one I stayed at was cheap, but also way down at the end of the road, and nobody else was there, so it got a tad lonely.  Now I am sharing a room with some guys from vancouver (note, more Canadiens) and a couple guys from Jersey who are around my Dads age.  There is also a resaurant-bar onsite, so life is good.

I won’t let the handful of clouds that showed up this morning get me down, I think I will stay a while longer.