If you have children you may know what I mean

It was a beautiful morning at Charlie's Crab, perfect chest high peaks breaking across the sand bar. The waves were fast and hollow, but quite manageable on a long board. My friend Ron and I had the break to ourselves for most of the morning. Most people were heading to Reef Road where the swell was bigger, but we opted to stay away from the crowds that day. Everything was great, the air temp was a little cool, the water still in the mid to upper 70's, the wind offshore, the sun was shining, but one thing was bothering me. I could not get the tune from my little girl's favorite TV show "Blue's Clues" out of my head. IT WAS REALLY GETTING TO ME! I tried to think of some other songs, a Bob Marley tune, Santana, Blind Melon, anything to clear my head of that brainwashing, marketing minded "show tune".

What was happening to me? I remember when I could roll out of bed at 6:00 in the morning and be in the water surfing my first wave before the sun came up. On the contrary, a week ago I found myself at 6:30 in the morning at the drive-thru at Dunkin' Donuts, picking up some bagels and donuts for the family. I was so hurting for excitement, while I waited there in line I witnessed a Munchkin (donut hole) on the ground beside my truck. It was obvious that it was having a bad day. A hoard of finch terrorized the helpless, nutrition-less breakfast bite right before my eyes. I reveled in the carnage at first, then I was overcome by feelings to save the poor bastard. BEEP, BEEP…I had to move forward.