A light quest for Zen and the perfect wave. Left me thirsty. It’s the saltwater. Seriously, it’s a shame I’m so wimpy about the cold water because I’m looking forward to getting back out there (and hopefully, on a wave) in the near future. I’ve also been reading White Tiger, Reminiscences of a Stock Operator, and Trade Your Way to Financial Freedom. I’m a busy beaver.
In the “What will they think up next” category, bacon in the waffles. Bacon: the king of all meats. Starting work has been pushed back to at least Wednesday. So, the bride and I went to San Diego’s world famous Hash House a Go Go (now, also in Vegas) yesterday for some brunch. Shared the sage fried chicken and waffle tower, with eggs. A more gourmet, upscale version of Lo Lo’s. (pssst….Lo’s is better, but it’s not dining al fresco in San Diego).
Off to batting practice for the Oh and 6 Sun Devils. Brutal.