So I got a massage yesterday. A few things made it nice: it was free, the masseuse didn't talk, and lastly, her hands weren't like that of the masseuse of my previous massage. I like to reference her as Sandpaper Hands Lady (SHL). I went in for a massage, I got a body sluffing. I lost 2 pounds in dead skin thanks to SHL.

So as I lay there, getting rubbed down, I was thinking of my three things that made this present massage so nice, and how she wasn't SHL, then I started thinking about SHL. I wonder what she would do if she weren't a masseuse. Perhaps she would work for a contracting company, sanding down rough edges or entire surfaces of walls, with her hands. Or maybe she could use like her pinky as a dremel tool, and work at a surfboard shaping shop. Yeah, she could do that, and then maybe sell surfboards down in Ventura, or Santa Barbara... I'm sure they'd be all the rage at Rincon, and Kelly Slater would probably ditch his sponsors to ride SHL boards.

I mean, it would only snowball from there. Because once you get Kelly Slater on board, or any man with a woman's name, I think that is a clear sign that you've arrived.

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