A December To Remember.

The irony is not lost on me that I’m following the famously beach crawling Ozzie Wright in Guest editing Make My Daze. Yes it’s true, I’m not that keen on beach activities. I don’t like waves, neither does my heart. At 29 I don’t think cause of death heart attack from 10cm shore breakers is a good one. Don’t get me started on sand. I have pretty much almost died two times from incidences DIRECTLY related to the beach. Last summer I was tackled by a Sci Fi stylee creature that I’m pretty sure was commission by Steven Spielberg to film some sort of unwilling assault clip in which actors are not hired and unaware of the whole palava. Much like candid camera. I’ve been told this creature is a “Blue Bottle”. I am, of course, allergic. Near death #1.

Incident #2 occurred when I was turned into a baked potato by the oven in the sky. I almost exploded. Cause of death, overcooking.

I have decided this year I’m not making excuses. No I didn’t leave my cozzie at home.No, you go I’m going to hang in air-conditioning. Yep I’m f’n cooking, but no swimming thanks. Yeah BBQ sounds radness…oh at the beach? Actuuuuaaallly think I must be busy…

I am busy. I’m busy living people! At the pub, with a icy cold coopers swinging my un-shoed feet on a bar stool in the air conditioning.

My name Is Kimmy Reynolds. I’m not coming to the beach.

(Source: volcom.com.au)

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