Category: Poor to Fair Stories

Whether it’s on the land or in the water, I seem to be a magnet for dudes that just want to chat. Guys regularly approach […] Read More

For the first time in roughly two and a half months, the waves were shit. This ended an extraordinary run of great surf in San […] Read More

My alarm is set for 5:30. In the morning. On a Saturday. After a long week of pushing papers, putting Microsoft Excel through its paces, […] Read More

“Draw a line where the swelling stops,” the ER Doctor instructed the nurse, who produced a black sharpie and started drawing a circle around my […] Read More

Everyone breaks down between the ages of 30 and 45. Smarter people that went to college for many more years than I did will define […] Read More

I once made the mistake of thinking I was cool. Despite lacking the traditional cool guy qualities of having a sweet haircut, wearing a leather […] Read More