Who cares about whales?!

True story:
Roxy the Rhodesian Ridgeback and I were walking across the outer parking lot at Hendry's surf break at about 5pm today in Santa Barbara. A stereotypical, shirtless, long haired surfer pulled into a parking space in his old Jeep. His short board stuck out the back through the plastic window panel. As he gets out, a young couple raced up to him and excitedly shout, "We saw two whales! There are whales out there!" The surfer pauses, blinks, and asks, "What about the waves?"

Roxy the Rhodesian Ridgeback and I were walking across the outer parking lot at Hendry's surf break at about 5pm today in Santa Barbara. A stereotypical, shirtless, long haired surfer pulled into a parking space in his old Jeep. His short board stuck out the back through the plastic window panel. As he gets out, a young couple raced up to him and excitedly shout, "We saw two whales! There are whales out there!" The surfer pauses, blinks, and asks, "What about the waves?"
