But he can't tell you about it

I'm going off to "work" on the mainland for a couple of weeks, and for some reason I thought I'd write a few words. I put work in quotation marks because what I do for a job isn't real work. I get dressed in a costume, and on this movie I'll run around after some guy making millions. I stress about it, but refering to it as work doesn't feel right. I could probably get fired for writing this much about the movie, but I'll take a chance. Don't tell anybody you read this, everybody who works on a movie signs a super duper do not disclose any info about anything waiver. If anything is disclosed, you're fired.

 

Anyway, I surfed V-land this morning. Sean Hayes was out with Shane Beschen. They were just finishing a coaching seminar with the Red Bull team. Carrisa, Brother Andino,and Conner coffin?, were all getting the benefits of their wisdom. Those kids don't need coaching, its not fair. But then again, I'd love to coach those kids, cause as a coach they'd make me look like a genius.

I missed the Mavericks opening ceremony yesterday. I was on Lost, hanging on a cable (not too much info). I'm stoked I still get invited to the event, so I'm bummed I had to "work". I'm thinking about going up there to just go surf, we'll see. Its always good to freeze my ass, makes me appreciate home.--Brock