Back From Paradise

Sorry for the lack of posts over the past couple of weeks. I was on vacation last week at my home-away-from-home, Captiva Island. Since then I have been fighting a nasty case of Post Vacation Laziness Disorder. Captiva Island is a quiet little island off the coast of Ft. Myers, Florida. We were trapped under Tropical Depression #5 for a majority of the time, so all there was to do was shop, eat like pigs, and drink ourselves stupid. I was cool with that. On our last day there, the weather finally cleared up and there were some awesome waves on the normally tranquil beach. My drunk ass waddled out there, got tossed all over the place, and carried a few hundred yards down the beach by the current. After about 15 minutes, I gave up my futile attempt to swim. Even sober I had no shot against those waves without a board, but it was still crazy fun to play in.