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War of the Buildings

My bike ride to work began very peaceful and beautiful. The ocean looked incredible. It cast a deep, rich, blue, mesmerizing hue. The onshores powered me eastward toward the city. Through the forested park. Past the bums in the Panhandle. Up the hill to Alamo Square, where i saw the Olsen Twins and also Bobby Bouseleil from Charlie Manson's gang. Bobby was trying to herd the Olsen twins back to the Spahn movie ranch in the desert. But.. anyway.. then down the hill toward city hall. That's when things started getting freaky.

I noticed that the dome atop city hall looked to be moving and shaking. Thinking it was an earthquake, i pulled off the road and got off my bike. But the ground didn't seem to be moving, just the building. Suddenly the dome rose up about 100 yards and turned around. The patterns of the building took on a decidedly face-like appearance and seemed to smile. But moments later i saw the smile turn to a grimace. I then saw the Asian Art museum whip out a giant samurai sword from it's bowels and plunge it into the gut of City Hall. We're talking a sword the size of a football field. I couldn't really believe what i was seeing but nevertheless there it was. The wound on the side of City Hall started bleeding people and it was then that i realized that humans, the life-blood of the buildings, were at stake in this apparent war between the good buildings and bad buildings of SF.

Over the next 30 minutes I watched SFMOMA, the Transamerica Pyramid, the Marriot, The Ferry Building, Pac-Bell Park and the Legion of Honor gather together on the eastern edge of Golden Gate Park, right around hippy hill. I also watched Hastings Law School, Candlestick, Crazy Horse Gentleman's Club, The Hustler Club, the DPT (Department of Parking and Transportation) building, and the entire Marina neighborhood all gather in the heart of darkness in the Tenderloin. Soon an all-out-battle was happening. The Hustler Club and Crazy Horse had their huge slime guns and were dousing the SFMOMA and Legion of Honor with amassed munitions of discharged sperm and other disgusting body juices left over from years of sin. I thought i could overhear Crazy Horse yell, "take that you sorry excuses for high art!" But then the Transamerica Pyramid removed its pointy cap and thrust it into the chest of the two houses of ill repute. They were toast.

Meanwhile Pac-Bell and Candlestick were squaring off hard-core. Candlestick was trying to freeze Pac Bell with it's arrows of freezing wind.. but eventually Pac-Bell broke it's Coca Cola bottle in half and used it as a slashing dagger, rending Candlestick into a criss-crossed mash of forgotten fame. Hastings Law school, small but mighty, was being very sneaky with it's strategy. It was trying to use its political clout to get the electricity and water shut off in each of the good-guy buildings. But the Ferry Building saw Hastings being sneaky and started firing gourmet olive pits and overpriced sandwiches all over Hastings. Hastings was done.

SOo.. this battle royal went on for a few hours before The Golden Gate Bridge came over and plopped down between the two sides. It told of a greater battle brewing, one between the various cities of the nation. The conservative cities of Houston, Dallas, Oklahoma City and Topeka had launched a sneak attack on Chicago in an effort to get control of the middle of the country. New York and Boston sent out an urgent message to San Fran and Seattle to help.

The warring sides of SF looked at each other and said, "Let's do this!"

Ian's scene in the land down under

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Posted by: TJ at February 15, 2006 10:25 AM

sweet post niceness

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 10:29 AM

30 G's for 7 days. How does that sound Tiburon Local?

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Posted by: Trippin' at February 15, 2006 10:47 AM

i concur! nice one e.

Posted by: bagel at February 15, 2006 10:49 AM

i think the EMP and the space needle could take transamerica and the ferry building in a UFC style match.

Posted by: j at February 15, 2006 10:52 AM

Nice e! I'm reminded of my favorite old school arcade game of urban carnage.

Posted by: artifact at February 15, 2006 10:54 AM

luckily the buildings of Seattle and SF are on the same side in the forthcoming battle between cities.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 10:54 AM

Seattle building are all jacked up on espresso.

Posted by: KIX at February 15, 2006 10:57 AM

where were all of those Buddhas in the Asian Art Museum???
There are alot more Buddhas than Samurais!

Peace

Posted by: Pat at February 15, 2006 10:58 AM

Do you think it is possible to be a yuppie and still live the Authentic Surfing Lifestyle?

Posted by: sancho at February 15, 2006 11:13 AM

hahahhaaaaaaaa. no.

Posted by: KIX at February 15, 2006 11:18 AM

"Yuppie," the mere mention of the term brings much hatred. This breed can still be found sporting '70s feathered haircuts, neat and trim; driving some fucked up symbol of his or her devotion to materialism and listening to bad radio... kksf anyone...
The answer to your question, Marin, is NO, you can't serve two masters. One is one and the other is something else entirely.
Check yout head or stay where you are.

Posted by: Totally Cellualar at February 15, 2006 11:21 AM

Hey Blakestah,
What do you make of this post/question from yesterday?

s this normal occurance, sounds a bit suspect?
From P%#@$c W(*&R)(*& website:

"...The interesting thing about both lows is they are to form a gradient with the dominant high to the north, with gradients developing and all wind in the gradient blowing from east to west, aimed at Japan. In other words, a massive offshore flow is forecast across the North Pacific."

Posted by: Wacky Weatherologist on February 15, 2006 08:13 AM

Posted by: Raxx at February 15, 2006 11:22 AM

And...?

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 11:25 AM

Sancho - Mi Vida Loco here. What exactly do you mean by the "authentic lifestyle?" Do you mean like a person who lives like Jesus Christ and surfs?
Just wondering...

Posted by: Cankor at February 15, 2006 11:26 AM

Authentic Surf Lifestyle:

1. hook up with Anna Kournikova
2. move into her beach front Malibu house

Posted by: malibu_metal_head at February 15, 2006 11:27 AM

I say no mainly because it requires many unshaven days looking for anything ridable when you are supposed to be at work text messaging your fantasy football league buddies and checking your mutual funds.

Posted by: KIX at February 15, 2006 11:27 AM

E Plagerizer.

Posted by: Sandow Birk at February 15, 2006 11:27 AM

ian's blog entry from 2/9 is sweet! well written. puts you in the moment. those aren't the pictures from the same day, are they?

Posted by: steamwand at February 15, 2006 11:31 AM

Warning there is a new surf flick coming out called "Great Highway" which is another blow job showcase of bay area surfing. Coming out summer 06. Trailer is a podcast right now.

Never new Jack Lalane (the juicer guy) was one of the original 50's surfers?

Posted by: rimmer at February 15, 2006 11:32 AM

That must have bean some good acid, man. I hope the waves come back soon, you need a dunk. (But it was a glorious vision.)

Posted by: child of the sixties at February 15, 2006 11:33 AM

So many stereotypes! Strike "yuppie" and answer whether you can be a busy professional and still live the Authentic? I don't see why not, being at the office as an investment banker is work just like, say, doing ding repair is work. Both will keep you from surfing from time to time.

Posted by: sancho at February 15, 2006 11:34 AM

How is E plagerising Sandow?

Posted by: your reaching. at February 15, 2006 11:38 AM

I'm gonna start a certification program and swindle the lot of you seeking Authentic status. DORA4LYFE.

Posted by: KIX at February 15, 2006 11:38 AM

Sancho: You pose many un-answerable questions. The "authentic surfing lifestyle" is a thing of the past. All the rummies and beach bums have been run out coastside. There's nothing left except to become less of what was a pure thing now gone...

Posted by: Loco at February 15, 2006 11:40 AM

Dean's Deli to become the
BVB SURFING ART EMPORIUM
modeled after 'Canvas' on 9th and Irving.
BVD signed the lease last night.

Posted by: News Flash in the Pan at February 15, 2006 11:42 AM

with board prices these days don't you HAVE to have a decent job to even afford 'em? does one not have soul just because they have a job that pays more than minimum wage?

Posted by: j at February 15, 2006 11:50 AM

The BVB insults are tired. Get a new cross to bear.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 11:50 AM

The authentic surfing lifestyle debate is tired too.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 11:51 AM

I'm tired

Posted by: Yawn at February 15, 2006 11:52 AM

anon blogger ctitics are tired too

Posted by: the man behind the curtain at February 15, 2006 11:55 AM

BVD's just bitter because he's never made more than minimum wage.

Posted by: anon blog critic at February 15, 2006 11:56 AM

Dirty sanchez, I don't know what the authentic surf lifestyle is, but I've been struggling with work vs surfing issues for a while. I don't get to surf nearly as much as I want to and my job (conventionally considered one of the primo yuppie professions) is a big part of why. But it goes beyond the job, I have a girlfriend who wants a family and I bought a house with her in SF. We're so fucking locked in to our jobs now its not funny at all. I'm not a highly materialistic person, despite the stereotype of my profession, I drive an old jeep cherokee that I'm not making payments on, but I like living in SF and want to continue, and I like being able to travel some, and I don't have a trust fund. It just sucks though, that lots of times I miss good swell because of morning meetings or whatever, and there is zero chance I will head to indo for the season any time soon. I was basically looking forward to getting laid off when the local economy was in the shit can in 2001-2003, so that I could dump my girlfriend and move to the third world to surf and conserve cash. That was my semi-serious plan, but it didn't happen, instead I still have the job and I bought a house. oops. Dora may be considered to have led an "authentic surf lifestyle" but is that the only kind? Do you have to be either a charming sociopath or a permanent child (err professional surfer) to lead an authentic surf lifestyle? perhaps. Do former pros give up the authentic lifestyle when they retire from tour and get marketing jobs at quiksilver? I could really give a shit about the authentic surfing lifestyle actually, but I'm sort of frustrated with my own lifestyle and it's limits on my ability to drop everything and surf. I obviously don't know what the answer is, there don't seem to be a lot of jobs that provide a non-trustafarian with the means to have a family in SF and that give the ability surf as much as you want.

Posted by: eric at February 15, 2006 11:59 AM

Board prices aren't that high...most shapers barely scraoe together a decent living and most have related side jobs to pay the bills.

Reason: close tolerance blanks allow just about anyone to shape a decent performing board for cheap putting price pressures on the professionals. For the average surfer those boards will work fine, but maybe that will change with Clark's departure.

Shapers do have nice hours and get to surf a lot.

I have a nice professional job with flexible hours and can work from anywhere with a phone (cell phone) and a broadband connection (free wireless at coffee shops). That is the key: flexible hours and location. I lucked into it with really nice bosses and by making sure I do solid work and have a good reputation around the office (don't let them know you surf!)

Posted by: g-money at February 15, 2006 12:02 PM

anon blog critic

do you eeven know bvb? what has he done to you? other than possibly describe you in his posts?

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 12:04 PM

BBL's will take you DOWN!

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Posted by: Baker Beach LOCALS at February 15, 2006 12:07 PM

Eric - too fucking true!! I feel like the only reason im working/living in SF is to keep surfing. Unfortunatly work obligations screw me out of good waves. I guess I live to surf but work to live.

Posted by: traut at February 15, 2006 12:10 PM

Brillant intro E. A great creative read.

Can't wait for the battle of the cities!

Posted by: ankors at February 15, 2006 12:11 PM

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 12:13 PM

I think I do know what the answer is: your living the authentic lifestyle if you think you are. The authentic lifestyle is inside you, not what others think. Being happy is living authentic.

Posted by: budda christ at February 15, 2006 12:19 PM

Yuppie is a state of mind, as is the "authentic surfer." True surfers know who they are and recognize other true surfers. Yuppies choose golf, brunch, snowboarding, or shopping for a new car over surfing at times, and buy new Audis or Benz's or BMWs rather than surfboards. True surfers, you know who you are and I respect you. Yuppies, stay out of the way.

Posted by: who cares? at February 15, 2006 12:19 PM

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 12:21 PM

Modern surf culture.

Posted by: Sandow's work at February 15, 2006 12:27 PM

Originally posted as flippant humor, however, humor that derived from my own prior anguish similar to that described above, ASL is answered from within. Does your LIFE feel AUTHENTIC to you? true to your dreams of your life and surfings' place in it? or do many of your mature adult materialistic desires, dreams and expectations actually clash with your still present adolescent surfing desires and fantasies creating discord. tough ponderings. I feel ya boyz. Praise god for laptops and Sprint PCS cellular wireless cards. the Cubicle Liberation Front. some days I work from the beach, some days from the boulders. I will not hesitate to cancel a business meeting last minute for a good day of surf. maybe irresponsible and childish, but its authentic to me. life is too short.

Posted by: KIX at February 15, 2006 12:33 PM

the niceness crew dropping by to congratulate E on his "brilliant" piece today and to score some orange sunshine.


ps; how do you ride your bike with all those guys riding your nuts?

Posted by: hippie mafia at February 15, 2006 12:33 PM

thinking about it, identifying it, discussing it, defining it.

it means you probably ain't it.

Posted by: authentic surf culture at February 15, 2006 12:34 PM

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 12:35 PM

those "hippies" are nothing more than early version donavan "scene makers"

authentic hippies were long gone and buying up the big homes in marin.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 12:35 PM

sancho, strong work, it must be a Wednesday and your non-alcohol laden mind is at work...good on ya...

For at least a few days, the jetstream is practically absent from 170W to 130W (almost from SF to the dateline). Happens some years in February, usually just a few weeks before northwest onshores start howling at eyelid sandblasting levels. Small surf, usually the bars are trashed anyway and you need to be resourceful to find a decent wave.

I found the lifestyle most conducive to working AND surfing was living as close as possible to surf. Anytime I had a spare 20-30 minutes and there was some surf I would surf. It really makes a difference. Plus, you get fully exposed to the other side of the local flavor you see in the water. Once you go to a 5 year old's birthday party and bump into one of the nastiest pointbreak locals in town, he will never stinkeye you again.

Posted by: blakestah at February 15, 2006 12:38 PM

ha! awesome post hippie mafia.

sallllty nutz!

authentic east coast niceness

Posted by: e at February 15, 2006 12:38 PM

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 12:40 PM

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 12:43 PM

authentic east coast barrel

Posted by: e at February 15, 2006 12:46 PM

Damn E, Rush is going to write a song based on that.

"And the buildings are all kept equal by....."

Posted by: gttim at February 15, 2006 12:58 PM

authentic Maui point break

Posted by: e at February 15, 2006 01:01 PM

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 01:02 PM

I think the Donovan/ hippy thing is just a stage a lot of college age kids go through. They leave home, experience pot for the first times and automatically think they must do the eybrow ring/long hair/pacific northwest tatoo thing.

Posted by: mike at February 15, 2006 01:03 PM

My first day in Hawaii, I went straight to the North Shore and the waves were pumping. I stopped at Waimea to watch it break for a while, and then went straight to Pipeline. When I got there, I was so excited I jumped out of the car with my camera and tripod and ran down to Ehukai Beach Park to see the waves from the side angle. The waves were huge, but I couldn?t see any surfers, just a giant mass of body boarders floating in the line up.

I quickly set up my camera to film some of the action but it was just body boarder wipe out after wipe out, and was kind of getting over it when I saw a surfer going for a wave. He got barreled and came out like it was nothing--I was amazed how easy he made it looked.

I went online that evening and saw a rising swell forecasted so I emailed Justin Cote at TransWorld and asked him if he could get me hooked up with someone to film with. He gave me the number to the Quiksilver house and told me to talk to Reef McIntosh. I was pumped because I had seen Reef in magazines before and knew he was good. I called him up and he was really nice on phone and it was on.

The next day, I went to Pipe and walked down the path that runs up next to the Volcom house. Right as I get to the beach I hear this ?smack, smack, smack.? The sound startled me and I looked to my left to see a fight. Well, it wasn?t much of a fight, it was just a guying the living hell beat out of him. He was whimpering ?I am your friend? ?I am your friend? and the other guy just wasn?t having it and gave him the most painful kidney shot I?ve ever seen. Seeing the guy bleeding and fall to the ground I bailed down the steps really quick and walked over to the Quiksilver house. I nervously walked up and cautiously entered the gate into the grass area and asked for Reef. I was told he was surfing so I just went back down to the beach and filmed from a ?safe distance.?

The lighting was perfect that day and I got some great clips of Backdoor. I filmed for about three hours then headed back over to the Quik house to see if Reef was in. He was, I spoke with him briefly, and the plan was the meet up later that day. I went and got some lunch, came back and the waves had doubled in size. It was nuts! I filmed for a couple more hours got some great footage and called it a day. That evening I watched the footage and realized that first surfer I had filmed at Pipe was Reef and I was stoked to have another awesome clip of him.

First thing the next day was to check the waves. After a quick check of all the spots and a short surf session at Haleiwa, I headed back to Pipe and to the Quik house to film some more. I was pumped because when I got there I saw so many big name guys like Kelly Slater, Andy Irons, Freddy Pattachia, Braden Dias, Reef Mcintosh, Mark Healey and more. I set up to film over in the far corner near Jamie O?Brien?s house. I remember the guy the day before that got his butt kicked and nervously thought, ?I?m just some punk filmer and I am going to get my ass kicked.? Then I saw Kala Alexander and the other ?Boys? all at the Volcom house--which just made me ten times more nervous.

Kala walked over to the Quik house right past me and over to O?Brien?s house. I had heard and seen a lot about this guy and I was pretty intimidated and scared, so I avoided eye contact and tried to focus on filming and just hoped I didn?t piss anyone off. The sun started going down and Andy Irons and many others had come in and were just hanging out and joking around. I overheard them saying it was the best day at Pipe this winter. Someone asked Andy where his brother was and why wasn?t he surfing. Andy just replied that he was golfing and that he doesn?t really surf much anymore. I thought it was kind of funny, but I wasn?t sure if he was joking or not. Andy was a really nice guy and posed for a couple pictures my friend took with my digital camera while I kept filming.

The next day there were still good waves and I filmed for another couple hours and got a bunch more good clips. Those three days of waves were the biggest and best waves I had ever seen. Pipe is the most unreal wave and its power is so humbling. Sitting on the beach filming all those pros and watching the photographers duck under twenty-five foot faces is mind boggling. I give props to all those guys that charge there, and a special thanks to Reef for letting me hangout at the Quiksilver House.

Posted by: TransWorld intern at February 15, 2006 01:09 PM

God-damn, I got dem college blues.
Philosophy major. Student Journalist. General eds. All I do is write, write, write about this guy's theory, that guy's response. This happened. Why was it important? What were the social implications? What does this say about that? FUCK. I'm so fucking sick of bland, academic writing I could puke. I literally taste the bile coming up my throat. Smoke a joint. Calm down. Get in the flow. Get it done, turn it in. SO it goes, quarter after quarter, the same fucking routine.
THen I remember that college is supposedly the best time life. And I ain't sayin its not. I surf 5 times a week. Party on tuesday nights. I get laid often, and by different girls. But still, I can't help thinking I'M WASTING MY FUCKING TIME AND MY PARENTS MONEY. But the degree, the degree is whats important, they say. It gives me credibility in the workforce. THe work force? So far my workforce consists of bussing fucking tables on saturday nights and hoping I get tipped by that drunk 49 year woman at the bar. Anyway, I've got to get back to my goddamn essay on fucking virginia woolf feminism blah for blah blah general ed requirement. (I could just be pissed that I probably won't surf the next two days).

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 01:13 PM

Oh, and thanks to niceness for giving me another way to procrastinate. You guys rank up there with my guitar on that one. Cheers to college.

Posted by: Slugger at February 15, 2006 01:15 PM

HEY!!! It's WILD!
Body-surfing champ, surf combat artist, vietnam combat hero and local art emprasario has an art opening tomorrow. Other work included in the show is the latest from Stinson Beach local Michael Knowlton.

@
Melting Point Gallery
1340 Bryant (near corner of 16th.)
S.F. CA
Reception: Beer/ Wine 6-10 pm.

Posted by: WILD BILL Osgood newer works at February 15, 2006 01:17 PM

BVB exploiting art for his own egocentric purposes?

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 01:38 PM

Sweet shot from last Thurs

http://www.pbase.com/bkeagy/image/56066594

Posted by: artifact at February 15, 2006 01:56 PM

Philosophy guy - I have a friend that never went to college and just got through HS by the skin of his teeth. He makes about $200K per year as a General Manager at a Toyota dealership in NJ.

IMHO - I think a good college education makes the world a much more interesting place. It's not all about joining the workforce. Work sucks.

Posted by: Dennis at February 15, 2006 02:02 PM

For years I used to work for a few months, framing houses or whatever, and then take of to S. American and Asia for months at a time, no cares. Now house, kids, wife, job have ended all of that. I don't feel like I've sold out or am a yuppie or anything just cause I moved on from a certain lifestyle. I actually don't feel any different than before and still surf a fair amount even though I work a corporate job downtown. ASL? Don't know. KIX, I know ASL started as a joke, it's a good metaphor though. Blakestah, maybe a different sancho? I don't think we have ever met.

Posted by: sancho at February 15, 2006 02:05 PM

dotcommietrannykooks! cometomysurfartshowandillletyouhaveawaveatthefort!

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 02:17 PM

What do you guys know about Scientology?

Posted by: Atari at February 15, 2006 02:17 PM

College DDUUUDDE,

Maybe you should consider changing majors if philosophy and Virginia Woolf aren't interesting. Try a science like oceanography or geodetic science, or geology--even marine biology; that is, if you like being around the ocean and studying it. Why not make it part of your full-time livelihood. Or, join up with the merchant marines or a tuna boat. They go to see for a good portion of the year. I met a captain who's crew mates had up to 12 wives in different atolls, islands, and countries. Enjoy life while it's here. Learn something.

Posted by: amigoism at February 15, 2006 02:20 PM

Learn something.....that will make the world a better place for us all.

Posted by: amigoism at February 15, 2006 02:20 PM

My own fantasy of the authentic surfer lifestyle involved being adopted at a young age by Buffalo Keaulana. So I kind of gave up on that one.

Posted by: R3W at February 15, 2006 02:21 PM

the waves don't care about your lifestyle bitches! before you call someone a 'yuppie' you better be sure they don't surf better than you!

Posted by: authentic poser lifestyle at February 15, 2006 02:43 PM

hey eric, just wondering....ever had the veal at chez panisse?

Posted by: rza at February 15, 2006 02:46 PM

what's eric whining about? job, wife, house in SF, health insurance. Yeah, that must totally suck.

Posted by: grass is always greener at February 15, 2006 03:01 PM

Yuppies are just lost souls that bought into a life depicted in GQ fashion layouts. they do not even know they have been manipulated by the machine. We will free them from their enslavement and steer them towards a life of social work, bocce ball and orchid cultivation; a more suitable authentic lifestyle far from the coveted ASL that we wish to conceal from their unrepentent gottahaveitude. Never agin shall they be tempted to gear up, suit up and flail on the inside as an expression of their extreme consumerism lifestyle (ECL).

Posted by: Cubicle Liberation Front at February 15, 2006 03:05 PM

is yuppie even a word anymore?

Posted by: american psyco bagel at February 15, 2006 03:09 PM

call them what you want. they are a scourge on humanity.

Posted by: CLF at February 15, 2006 03:12 PM

Why all the hate for a group of people who, according to everyones descriptions, we should pity for not realizing the true meaning of life?

Posted by: traut at February 15, 2006 03:16 PM

its a merciful compassionate hate.

Posted by: CLF at February 15, 2006 03:18 PM

eric you are only trapped by yourself. pull the trigger

Quit your job, sell you house and stuff & travel. Be honest about your real passions with your SO. When you come back rent, get a new job- have a kid.

I bet your cash would go quite a long ways, even the smallest equity in a SF house would fuel years of modest surf travel

Most people a too chickenshit to actually do it, they just whine about how they are so trapped by their own inepptitude to actually take responsibility for thier own lives.

Posted by: travelfarian at February 15, 2006 03:23 PM

I never felt so liberated as the day I sold my Jag XJ and bought an open ended one way bus ticket to tierra del fuego. and I don't even surf. Thanks CLF.

Posted by: gitgoneitude at February 15, 2006 03:27 PM

i'm whining about missing waves, but you're right i've made choices and worked hard, and you can't have it both ways. i just get unhappy every year around this time, luckily in a couple of weeks i'm taking a week off for a surf trip. so i apologize for the whinging post above. i basically like my job, and i spend about 88 of every 100 pennies on my mortgage, causing me to worry that i paid too much for an apartment I could rent for about $1800 a month. i quit going skiing a while ago a) because its too expensive and b) its more fun to surf on the weekends anyway. and rza, you have a long memory, how is life in the veal pen treating you these days? any recent ergo improvements? my company recently hooked me up with a brand new, fairly large and quite crisp lcd monitor, so stoked!

Posted by: eric the happy veal at February 15, 2006 03:29 PM

What ever happend to yippies?

Posted by: Dennis at February 15, 2006 03:30 PM

down with yuppies! up with mini skirts!

Posted by: political bagel at February 15, 2006 03:30 PM

interesting:

http://www.bls.gov/oes/current/oes_7360.htm#b23-0000

I only make 65% of the mean wage in my field! my boss is ripping me off.

Posted by: not complaining at February 15, 2006 03:32 PM

Am I a yuppie if I like to hang out in the Marina and check out the sidewalk scenery?
Am I a hipster if I like to hang out in the Mission and watch free theater in Dolores Park?
Am I a hippie if I like scoring doses in the Haight?
Am I a yuppie if I work in SOMA?
Am I an authentic surf stylie kind of guy if I live in the Sunset and scratch my balls?
Am I gay if I live in the Castro and suck cock?

Posted by: jislober at February 15, 2006 03:32 PM

N
N
Y
N
N
Y

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 03:35 PM

Agreed travelfarian.

I put my time in down in the valley. Then quit it to take off for 2 years - plenty of snow and water, and countless adventures.

That was the 3rd time I repeated that pattern. I've taken off 4.5 years in the past 12.

It has hurt my career? yeah probably. But that was the price I will willing to pay. Seen and experienced a huge about of the world and what it has to offer - that doesn't come without sacrifice.

I always knew that the other life was for me, and that I could balance the two. But have a number of friends for whom the grass was always greener. You need to decide which one you are.

As the man said - you are truly only trapped by yourself. Rent your house, both quit your jobs and take off together around the world. It's as easy as that. You rental income will provide you more than enough (unless you're not the backpacking type).

It's harsh but so totally true what travelfarian says.

good luck

Posted by: ankors at February 15, 2006 03:35 PM

hey college boy, wow that sounds rough!

Posted by: quit your fucking whining you crybaby at February 15, 2006 03:35 PM

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Posted by: Shhhhhhh....Don't tell.... at February 15, 2006 03:45 PM

Nifty, a bunch of invisible blog postees theorizing about who they AREN'T. [yawn]. We really don't know one another at all, do we?

e, great stories of late, and thanks for the right coast goodness.

Posted by: Dem at February 15, 2006 03:46 PM

Would $600,000 be enough to quit working forever, and support a wife and two kids. Right now its been converted from SF equity to two free and clear properties elsewhere that could rent for around 30,000 per year, but there are expenses such as taxes to pay out of that, so its not all gravy. But can't sell them right off because for dreaded gains taxes, or worse AMT. But fu it, I don't want to work anymore, wondering if anyone has free financial advice for someone who wants to surf, travel, will live anywhere except not too third world, and never work again with decent but limited assets.

Posted by: workafarian at February 15, 2006 03:50 PM

ain't life grand?

Posted by: philosophisertude at February 15, 2006 03:50 PM

yeah e love the sick east coast waves. i learned to surf on a long board in queens

Posted by: eric the yuppie tranny at February 15, 2006 03:53 PM

im about to go live an authentic starbucks lifestyle

Posted by: coffee break bagel at February 15, 2006 03:54 PM

Death By Cubicle. get out now.

Posted by: CLF at February 15, 2006 03:55 PM

right coast! (Jersey aww yeah)

Posted by: e at February 15, 2006 03:55 PM

there is no difference

Posted by: CLF at February 15, 2006 03:57 PM

after reading that article about how surfing is the new golf in san diego, i'm actually thinking i'll be able to combine my morning meetings with my morning ob session pretty soon. maybe i can afford that new beamer after all.

Posted by: eric will shut up now at February 15, 2006 03:58 PM

Do your conference calls in your car at or before sunrise. When you are done, hop in the water.

All the local crustys will think you are calling your boys when in fact you are bankrolling. Pad the wallet, then log some time in the H20 to forget about it.

You can reason to yourself that since you got up and had your conference call with your boys in South Africa that you can go in to the office an hour late.

Works for me. Its called "hitting the reset" button. Same trick you pulled on your buddies playing Nintendo back in '89!

Posted by: Nobel Winner at February 15, 2006 04:04 PM

back in the day I thought how great the future would be only to end up wishing it was as simple as back in the day.

Posted by: Chumash Local at February 15, 2006 04:07 PM

Posted by: authentic jersey barrel lifestyle at February 15, 2006 04:11 PM

That pulsing, frozen chocolate slurry spinning off the Manasquan Inlet "sugarcubes" haunts my reverie.

Posted by: Dem at February 15, 2006 04:14 PM

just bought tickets to see fred frith and Paul Dresher at the ODC theater on friday!! fucking psyched!!!

Posted by: e at February 15, 2006 04:14 PM

Sick video of NJ barreling on 12/16/05:
http://www.dhydrated-productions.com/

Posted by: maddladd at February 15, 2006 04:21 PM

waves in jersey is like free ice cream in hell. nice to know, but really not that tempting unless you are already there.

Posted by: youknowwahtimsayin at February 15, 2006 04:24 PM

Ice cold NJ water is f'n cold, but it does not come close to comparing to the OB hellish paddle outs. Surfing OB is the most difficult thing I have ever done.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 04:28 PM

those jersey pics are actually OB pics.
NAMERS GET OWNED.
VAGUE IS VOGUE.
KARMA CHAMELEON.
CHENEY'S GOT A GUN!!!

Posted by: Atari at February 15, 2006 04:36 PM

Surfed some awesome Angel Island today.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 04:47 PM

LIAR!

Posted by: bagel at February 15, 2006 04:50 PM

yeah eric...so stoked you got the new monitor! but too bad your problems are much greater than ergonomic issues.

Posted by: rza at February 15, 2006 04:57 PM

speaking of work, that first jersey pic was taken by a college friend of mine who has just about the best job of anyone i know: staff photog for TWsurf. check the new issue for his cover shots and numerous two page spreads! go seth!!

Posted by: rza at February 15, 2006 05:07 PM

Live your life. Take care of your family and never give a fuck about who thinks you are authentic or not.
Get out of second grade and pull in to life!

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 05:08 PM

its time for some new Anna shots. where are Sactomex and Bagel when we really need them??

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 05:15 PM

Mariahhhh...

Posted by: sactomex at February 15, 2006 05:24 PM

Another way to look at authenticity is with bikers; it parallels with surfing. There are the authentic riders, who wear old leather, who know how to work on their bikes, who ride because it's their life; they come from, or have long been part of a biking culture. They sacrifice a stable and comfortable place in society in order to get deep into life and biking. Then there are people who buy leather clothes online and try and look like bikers, they ride their Harlies on the weekends and have no idea how to work on them. Their other vehicle is another vehicle, where as the authentic biker usually has no other vehicle. Sometimes you can judge how well the stockmarket is doing by how many yuppie bikers there are.

Posted by: hee hee at February 15, 2006 05:30 PM

The thing about authentic surfing lifestyle is that it means you are poor. I surf nearly every surfable day here, but just scrape by. I don't have enough $ for trips, new boards, etc and am not taking off for 6 months at a time. It kinda sucks, so after years of authentic outdoor/surfer guy stylings I'm looking for a 'real job.' Turns out it is harder than you'd think, so I'm on the hand to mouth routine, surfing everyday still, but kinda willing to miss a few if I could pad the bank acc't a little. Balance is the key, and now that I'm a little older I'd like the teeter totter to tip towards takin care of business (aliteration...)

Posted by: po'boy at February 15, 2006 05:33 PM

I've got an authentic bean up my ass

Posted by: jislober at February 15, 2006 05:40 PM

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Posted by: sactomex at February 15, 2006 05:43 PM

wtf is asl? i spose whatever you want it to be, as long as you love it. i've got the house, mortgage weighing me down, 2 lovely boys (to hopefully one day surf with), full time computer geek gig, and to top it off the east bay location, yet i can still dp the 2 days my kids aren't in school and my wife isn't working and get to work by 9:30, and get a morning on the weekend too. sure i suck at surfing, even after 16 years of it, and i'd probably, no certainly be called a kook tranny asslicker, but i'm doing the best i can and am pretty damn happy about it... my fantasies drift toward rural 8 foot hollow beach breaks in NC (northerm california or north carolina), and i'm trying to understand how to break the money school job responsibility cycle, but until then, i'll see you in the water when i can. i'll be the one smiling whether sun or rain, kooking a waist high takeoff or hanging on for a fine frontside overhead screamer...

and, i know this is shoulder hopping directly on our fair kaiser's wave, but i swear i don't see him inside, sooo here i go...

Posted by: btown_daddy at February 15, 2006 05:44 PM

atari, scientology and the freemasons are FULLY, and I mean FULLY, taken apart by Wikipedia. Those "secretive" pseudo-religions or societies are just laid out in full detail by Wikipedia. Kind of incredible....

sancho...unless that is your real name...there is another who uses it as his regular handle...and he is definitely better known in SF....sorry for my error...

Posted by: blakestah at February 15, 2006 05:50 PM

great analogy hee hee

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 05:50 PM

you idiots trying to define 'authentic' need to get a life. gimme a break. more titty shots please, something that actually matters.

good on ya, btown_daddy. i'm in the same boat with the house, the boys, the surfing, the sucking at surfing, the dreaming too. i can relate.

Posted by: Atari at February 15, 2006 05:51 PM

how about kooking a waist high takeoff into a frontside overhead screamer with miss 5:44pm, dee-amn

Posted by: bored at February 15, 2006 05:56 PM

the authentic surfing lifestyle is lived by millionaires and broke ass mother fuckers.

some authentic surfers got their shit together and some don't.

some got porsches and some got skateboards.

how can you be more "authentic" when the handsome, rich, pussy all the time having, porsche driving al merrick riding, corona drinking with extra's on ice for the crew, millionaire real estate dude is consistently pulling in to the best waves and getting shacked and congratulated by the local crew.


with your beat up retro fish, shaggy hair, broke ass riding the bus then skating to the beach, eating bannanas and an occasional burrito on "nights out" and smoking your resin and sipping miller high life quarts for $1.55, no girls and surfing down the beach on some weak ass mushy peak because you can't crack the lineup with the locals because you are so SOUL!

The best surfers are the most authentic, no matter what they do out of the water. It takes practice you fucking pussies.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 06:04 PM

Does that chick have a ballsack?

Posted by: jislober at February 15, 2006 06:07 PM

I'd like to shove my nose deep in that ass crack!

Posted by: jizzy at February 15, 2006 06:08 PM

FUCK YOU ALL.

Posted by: that felt good! at February 15, 2006 06:09 PM

Fuck you too!!

Posted by: steambot at February 15, 2006 06:09 PM

Blakestah, I guess I need a new handle. Don't wanna be confused with the real sancho. I've used the name in the past but have only posted 5-10 times ever. I picked the name because I think that Don Quioxte's side-kick is funny.

Posted by: ex-sancho at February 15, 2006 06:13 PM

haha.. drinking the $2.79 Sol 1 quart. Still "go out" for a burrito. Resin? no way, that shit's pure cancer.

It wasn't long ago that I couldn't crack the government poverty line. Stole papayas while mountain biking and hunted the occasional avocado.

I still don't make shit, but often work 6 days a week. Try to find an 11-8 type schedule. What the hell you gonna do, surf more than 4 hours a day?

You can work and play.

Hopefully with the economy picking up I can get another cushy internet surfing job.

Posted by: buri at February 15, 2006 06:23 PM

No seriously, doesn't the thought of shoving your noise up that brahma chick's ass crack sound good!!
Oh god, i can already smell the intoxicating mix of anus and coconut flavored sunblock.

Posted by: jizzy at February 15, 2006 06:24 PM

Opps I didn't mean you steam......BUT FUCK EVERYONE ELSE.....er except E.

Posted by: that felt good! at February 15, 2006 06:26 PM

Hmmm. I don't know jizz, to each their own.

Ah yes, reminiscing on those resin smokin' daze...
Group pipe scrapings, accumulating large piles of black tar THC in a rolling paper, stuffing the tacky ball into a pipe, smoking, then scraping again.

Oh baby..that was the life

Posted by: sactomex at February 15, 2006 06:27 PM

No one can help me with ideas r.e. relocate my family of 4 so we can live on 30,000 per year and surf? Thinking Spain, but it may be too many euros for the pocketbook, and Mex is too third world for the wife (Bless her for being game for travel, and not need lots of make up, clothes, to set us back) me thinks. Anything but more cubicle for me, the $600,000 nest egg has to cut it I have decided.

Posted by: thinkifartian at February 15, 2006 06:29 PM

you gotta try the lightbulb vaporizer thing I posted yesterday. try googling it.

resin is some nasty shit.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 06:30 PM

Portugal or Ireland. Plenty of people in Oregon making less than $30k.

Posted by: buri at February 15, 2006 06:31 PM

gross jizzy.

Posted by: bagel at February 15, 2006 06:32 PM

thinkifartian: North Africa, India, Thailand, pretty much take your pick of any country south of the border. Actually, it's easier to say where you CAN'T live with your budget; the USA and western Europe. Maybe not Australia or NZ either..

Posted by: cadaver at February 15, 2006 06:58 PM

Mexico too third world??? Good.


check it, message is off but the beat is on...
http://www.matismusic.com/video/Matisyahu_KingWithoutACrown_StudioNL_VidFull.mov

Posted by: Mexi at February 15, 2006 07:20 PM

Junky and windy down here.

Goin' to see some bluegrass pickin' tonight by the Drew Emmit Band, and they just picked up some 19yr ol' kid that got second in the US flatpickin' contest. Niiiiice. They are playing in Mammoth tomorrow night if any of you are up there.

And what happened to that Seth character on here from SC or somewhere who took those cool "organic" pics. They had a great quality about them...but I fear that kid might have gone down the wrong path. Hope not.

Posted by: Hb at February 15, 2006 08:01 PM

Posted by: Piiiiickin'! at February 15, 2006 08:03 PM

Ever try having a baby in Mexico? Or have a medical crisis? I like Mexico myself, went to mainland for a few weeks when I was younger and single, but I have others to consider, and if it is your territory that I am considering don't worry, not into exploiting/raping cultures, just surviving and living in the context of where I am. Who knows, I might be a good neighbor, no need to revel in the fact that I won't show up next door to you, another expat invader, We just want to escape the american radar for awhile or permanently, had some success in Spain, but that was a little third world for us too (the south). It is mostly safe food and good medical coverage that keeps us in Oregon, where it takes $50,000 per year to live, burning our 30,000 a year budget, making work inevitable. if you want cars and medical insurance. Not that work can't be cool, just want to concentrate on educating my spawn and not blow the nest egg, who knows, we might just be dreaming, and continue being good little bushies.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 08:03 PM

dream the dream and go to work like everyone else.

oh yeah. and shut the fuck up.

Posted by: at February 15, 2006 10:20 PM

That last one wasn't me... Oregon is all good dude, I'm actually looking into some land there, so I guess I'm the exploiter invader not you.

Posted by: Mexi at February 16, 2006 06:51 AM

damn, i should have srfd. i bet mid beach is pretty fun right now.

reports?

Posted by: 7 miles inland at February 16, 2006 08:16 AM

Word around here is "What part of Cali are you from?" Oh you are from Cali, guess you can afford to pay triple, how's $300,000 for a house sound? Cheap? Good. Except for the "locals" who detest the "trannies" crowding the lift lines and taking all the powder, wreaking havoc on the snowmobile runs, and worst of all, driving their SVUs around like a-holes. Californication has commenced, come on up y'all! Why should I shut up, if I don wanna work anymore, cubicles aren't as fun as playing with your own kids, not many daddies get or even want to be 24/7 with their wife and kids. Let my investments work for me, its not like I didn't work for the seed or I am out on a limb and an ARM, and had idea of re-investing Cali money in OR housing. News from oregon is that houses will rise $50,000 this year because lack of bare land has driven land prices up to 100,000 per acre. This is in Bend, not back woods where you could get 100,000 acres for $100 dollars, or something like that.

Posted by: Burst my bub at February 16, 2006 09:11 AM

hey everyone, I'm a single 30-something guy who's sick of the rat race, put time in the cube and saved up $25K. where can I go live the rest of my life near a rideable break without working?

Posted by: big sideburns at February 16, 2006 09:24 AM

$1k/yr

Posted by: india or thailand at February 16, 2006 09:31 AM

Linked over from my website, here's my prospectus on low cost surf lifestyle living:

Posted by: [PLACE NAME HERE]stah at February 16, 2006 09:35 AM

Sometimes you might get some help when asking for some advice, mostly you get scorn, ridicule, and derision (jealosy based, or boredom relief) Can someone really be serious about retiring on 25 k, or more likely just beefed. I don't want to apologize for making money, I am not bragging, but I don't want to pay some hodad to tell me about my financials so I take my chances here, maybe not again. maybe my money will turn to dust in a dot com type crash. I asked about retiring 600k, 30k a year in dependable income for a family of 4. more reasonable than 25k but maybe not enough if you don't want to go far from good medical or don't like sweltering or frigid climes.
But I got some help too. Thank you for helping my family in the form of positive ideas of locales, and those who did not help, thank you for making me laugh, cuz nothing beats a good flame, unless you got some weed to put it on

Posted by: at February 16, 2006 09:59 AM

“Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you”

Posted by: Mexi at February 17, 2006 08:00 AM
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