Smokin', Swimmin', Spewin' and exSplodin'

As the weather last week was pretty fucking awesome, Simon and I decided to take Mickey and some weed to Nth Avoca beach. Mickey didn't taste very good so we sat in front of a sand dune and smoked the weed instead, and spent the next hour laughing at a variety of incredible things.

We laughed at ourselves:


We laughed at the ocean:


We laughed at a tennis ball:


We laughed at the faces and reclining lady that can be found in this cliff:


And we laughed at this toupee crawling through the sand:


We went for a swim and were bashed about by waves that took no pity on us poor stoned folk. It was awesome: the physical sensation of the water crashing against us, the coolness on our scalps as we dived beneath it, the roughness of the sand at our toes, the sun shining on our faces, the colours exploding in our eyes and dripping off our auras... It was awesome, and even when I threw up from swallowing too much ocean the colours in my spew were so captivating that I happily watched their luminescent parts pool below me and ride an incoming wave directly into Mickey's ankles (as my eyes slid up to his incredulous face).
BEST VOMIT EVER!

We spent more some time sunning on the beach, and then Simon and I went for a second swim before heading to The Green Dolphin in Wamberal for a HUGE lunch/dinner of Caesar Salad Burgers and too many chips. VERY, very tasty but my gods, don't get the $7 chips unless you're eating with a family of 10 starving bears and a wolf cub...

Mickey was desperate to pee at this point, having needed to pee in the car on the way up and at the beach (though it had run away at the first touch of cold water), so we drove to Avoca beach to use the amenities, sit for a while, and eat Cold Rock caramel fudge ice-cream with picnic bars and nerds mixed in - which is by far the best combination I've had.

Also at Avoca beach Simon saw this cute little dog and has fallen in love with it. It was such a happy prancing little dog, and had every cute girl chatting to the guy who was walking it. Well done!

So, with the day coming to an end we starting driving back down the freeway to home... only to take THE BEST DETOUR to the Hunter Valley for the night! YAY! We rocked out to Tenacious D in the car then settled into the house with another joint, some enlightening conversation about a "marinara trench", and then created the following videos:


This firework was MEANT to spin around on the ground then shoot into the sky for a loud explosion. As you can tell, it didn't quite make it. Our ribs were hit with the shockwave and we could feel it for an hour afterwards!


This firework was old and broken and had no fuse, so we stabilised it (ingeniously) by sticking it in a plastic bottle inside a watering can, and lighting it with a sparkler.

FUCKING AWESOME NIGHT!

(followed up by this Peat's Ridge breakfast the next morning)


Simon and I are currently listening to Mint Royale - See You In The Morning
Simon and I are currently co-reading The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test (by Tom Wolfe) and Otherland (by Tad Williams)