Saturday, April 30, 2011

The Biggest Wave Ridden Last Year

Cette photo de Benjamin Sanchis à Belharra prise par Bastien Bonnarme vient de remporter le prix XXL de la plus grosse vague de l'année !

Translation, courtesy of Babblefish:
"This photograph of Benjamin Sanchis in (at?) Belharra (is) taken by Bastien Bonnarme has just gained price XXL of the largest wave of (the) year!"
Benjamin Sanchis must have balls the size of coconuts to take-off on that monster. It's GOTTA be 60-70 feet on the face...

Sunday, April 24, 2011

How SOON We Forget! (Hare of the Dog?)

Thursday morning--actually Thursday, pretty much all day--I suffered the consequences of alcohol poisoning.

Oh, yeah. That's what it is: Poisoning.
The Morning After
Contributed by Wayne Curtis

“The light did him harm, but not as much as looking at things did,” wrote novelist Kinsley Amis in 1954. “He resolved, having done it once, never to move his eyeballs again.”
The verdict is in: More great literature has been written about hangovers than about being inebriated. And thank heavens the fine arts are giving serious attention to the cold, gray dawn of the morning after, because medicine has not. I blame Calvinist doctors who believe that drinkers should pay a price for their indulgence.
Making matters worse, some people—and by “some people,” I mean folks that you’d just as soon not hang out with—like to smugly point out that a cure is already known: Don’t drink. (There’s actually another cure: Don’t stop drinking, although as a long-term strategy, this has noted drawbacks.)
The quest, however, continues, often led by those whose research programs were conceived while lying prone on a couch and balefully regarding a loose window-blind slat. The most common remedy involves the further application of alcohol—which as a short-term strategy can actually lessen the pain. Hair of the dog does work.
There’s medical research to back this up, but I’m going to guess that the very thought of glare on a page of small-print type makes you quail. So instead, just close your eyes and consider the time-tested efficacy of enduring elixirs like the Corpse Reviver No. 2 and the venerable Bloody Mary.
But no need to remain mired in a rut. Too much Irish whiskey this week? Try the Body & Soul Reviver, a compact bracer featured in Salvatore Calabrese’s excellent compendium Hair of the Dog: How to Cure a Hangover.
Contributed by Wayne Curtis
1 oz Branca Menta
1 oz Cognac
1 dash Orange bitters
Glass: Small
Add all the ingredients to a shaker and fill with ice. Shake quietly and strain into a small, chilled glass. Consume. Come to life.
Wayne Curtis writes about drinks for The Atlantic and is the author of And a Bottle of Rum: A History of the New World in Ten Cocktails. He is also host of the site

Friday, April 22, 2011

No MAVS This Year?

La Nina strikes. Fewer storms mens smaller, less frequent surf.

mavericks surf contest by broadbandsports

Lying Down With Lions!

This guy's got the BEST gig in the world. And if one day it goes wrong, well, he'll STILL have had a better life than 99% of us ever did...

While Baby Giggles, Family Dog Attacks Basic Cellular Structure of Universe

Via Boing-Boing:

My family will recognize the breed: Puro Nambe River-hound.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

The "Oldest Stoner" In America

Dude started in 1936; gal won't say when. Lol.
I've been stoned for as much of the time as I could arrange it since I got out of the Air Force in '68.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Monday, April 11, 2011

"Surfing the Sumatran River Tidal Bore: "Did You Mention The Crocodile?"

This is a couple of minutes longer than the clip I posted here last week. (N.B.: The "new" name.)

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Friday, April 8, 2011

NOBODY Doesn't Love Echoes!

They're clearly enjoying the racket. You might want to adjust your own volume down a tad, just in case. Tarra, the one described as "barking," sounds almost as though she's laughing...

Tuesday, April 5, 2011