05/29/2026
"Google Maps said 'continue for 18 miles.' The ocean said 'pull over immediately.' I listened to the ocean." 😆
On the way to a gig in Carmel today, Marina State Beach practically demanded a quick pit stop. I tried explaining to the ocean that I was on a schedule, but apparently waves don't care about deadlines.
A few minutes of salty air, a front-row seat to the Pacific, and suddenly the traffic doesn't seem quite as offensive.
Not a bad office view before heading back to the real job.
Now it's time to trade beach vibes for work gloves and pretend I wasn't just contemplating becoming a full-time beach bum.
Carmel, I'm on my way. 🤙🥥