five old men
Its almost surf trip status at the house down here. Living with your friends is always an illuminating experience. I'm on the floor, lewis is on the couch, and Shayne is sleeping on the porch on the blow-up bed.
Avery is the elder elder, exhibiting overly mature behavior in the face of Shayne and lewis' childish/crotchety berating of each other. I'm cooking and gardening, my standard retreat from life's complexities.
It wouldn't be complete if lewis and Shayne weren't arguing about surfing no-existent waves. "if we want to go surf we should have already gone by now."
been cooking in, its coffee and french toast this morning. I have been in town for three days and all I've seen is Thalia street and trestles. And I'm happy about it.






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