Started off at SMOT...big, burly, ugly, sloppy, choppy, closed out. One friend from OZ suited up and freakin' BAILED. God that was funny. Walked to the beach, I went in, and somehow, he just turned around after getting to the water's edge. Gone. Borderline not fun, not even maintenance. Shrapnel is always laughable there, just need chopsticks to get at all the nori floating in the soup. Dunno why there's so much there. Anyway, then I went to Linda Mar, just in the DESPERATE hope that things were better. WRONG. Ultra craptastic. Got in, got "One Wave" with .a record of .02 seconds of facetime, and just came in. I looked at the sun, didn't even shower, got a bear claw at Donut Time, and headed to work. I'm stoked that I'm alive in the Great State of California, but grand scheme of things, that sucked. Back/shoulders are tinged with tightness, so that could be a precursor symptom to a flu that's coming on. A very poisonous @platypus indicated he was sick. This potential platypus ick could also be the overriding factor in my cantankerousness, regardless of the surf quality. Think I'm going to get an airborne and /or pop a few aspirins and hope it just goes away.