Slave Wizard’s Daily Bondage

I had worked up again to about 1300 daily. Went on vacation last week, and went back down to 600 daily. Thot I would have a net connection, but it wasn’t solid.

OTOH, it was a good trip.

Went down to Padre last Thursday, moochin off my folks. Got down there and just lied on the beach. I already burned this summer, so I didn’t burn. Thursday nite ate ceviche at Wanna Wanna ( this place has a great patio over the beach and goddamn good fried shrimp, but the ceviche… read on). The ceviche tasted good but not chopped up good enuff and too juicy. Went over to my sis and brother-in-laws condo to watch the game. Drank waaaaay too much.

Friday I am sick. Nasty burned out sick. Not a hangover ( but some of it was) and not a burn (some of it was) but the damn ceviche. Everybody that ate it spent the day running to the crapper. I just spent the day in the room. Friday nite I was feelin better, and we went to Amberjacks and watched the fireworks. Wendy took some good pics. I flirted with the girl serving roast beef, but with the stomach “grumbles”, not too hard. Didn’t eat or drink that much either. Food there was OK, but should have been better for the price: even taking into account this was SPI. Taught my niece how to fuck somebody’s thumb up if she got grabbed. Worked on my site a bit, but the internet connection was intermittant (besides, I was hijackin somebody else’s bandwith on my wireless).

Saturday I spent the whole f’n day at the beach. Swam, drank beer, swam, drank beer, repeated. Very cool. Saturday nite we ate Wanna Wanna again, and I stuck to fried and boiled shrimp. Tasty. A coupla cute chicks blew me off, but an amazing woman ( would have been a 10 if her tits had been real, even real and small) gave the come hither look as she walked by. Family vacation, tho. I stayed put. Nice band played calypso/rock mixed. I leand back in the plastic chair, and it tipped over. I could’nt save my beer, and smelled like a brewery the rest of the nite.

Sunday got to the beach early, and stayed most of the day. Went to a grocery store called the Blue Marlin and got steaks for dinner. Good produce. The avacodos and steak were great quality. Went back to the beach and drank red beers (tomater juice and beer) until dinner. Dad grilled em perfect, and we chunked an onion on the grill. Everybody went to a sports bar to watch the game, but I stayed at the condo and helped Mom and Dad watch the kids. Old people wear out early, by which I mean ME! Dallas fucked up, and the game sucked.

Monday went to the beach, and my sister tied to teach me boogie boarding. The waves were choppy. I didn’t get the hang of it, but tried for a long time. So it was boogie board, drink red beer, boogie board, drink red beer, repeat. Walt and Wendy (my brother and his GF) were gonna leave the next day, so they elected to eat at Wanna Wanna again. The place was practically empty, and I shrimped out. Didn’t drink much beer tho.

I slept late as I could on Tuesday. The waves were really up, and I got the hang of the boogie board. Now I understand why people surf. Just boogie boarding is cool. In the process of lernin, I was buried at least 10 times. I fucked up my shoulder on the bottom once, but came up laffing. Even getting smeared by the waves was fun. Ate leftovers from Saturday for dinner, with an infusion of a Wanna Wanna shrimp run ( the place was two blocks down).

I slept really realy late Wed. I was wearing down. Went to the beach, and my muscles pussied out, so I just stayed in the surf w/o swimming or boogyin. Drank a coupla red beers, but went slow.I had planned to go shark hunting and parasailing while down at Padre, but never got around to it. My sister planned a dolphin watch, so I went with them. First we ate at a place called the Sea Ranch. Damn good food, and the hostesses were downright beautiful. Then we took the dolphin watch boat. I can’t describe that w/o falling into some cliche, but it was definetely something that you should do at least once in your life ( I plan on doing it again one day). We did the sunset trip, and I won’t describe the utter beauty of the dolphins and sunset. Finally, the captain sped the boat down the channel out to the open sea, and we were crashin the waves. I stayed on the topside, and pretended I was an old salt riding out a storm ( even old farts like me yearn for adventure again). Saw a coupla dolphins riding the channel waves into the bay, and they were hauling ass! Turned the boat around, and came in, and that was a cool (tho sedate) ride.

Sometime during the week, my folks went to Mexico. I been in Mexico more then enuff ;> and opted out.

Thursday was the neverending carride back to Austin.

I gotta get rich so I can treat my family next time.