swimming down in nudeport this morning, the surf was really huge and hard, the water warm and inviting, i enjoyed the temperature but started to get nervous as the rip sucked me along, my feet desperately paddling to stay in my comfort zone. i splashed around for an hour, marched home for breakfast. i have to attend a funeral in the next few days, i have this strange resistance to attending wearing a suit. i don't know why it has to be so sombre. i don't want you guys attending my funeral in a suit okay? come in board shorts and sarongs, wear flowered coloured t shirts and laugh. jesus, laugh hard.