Just got back from late night recon on bike. They are laughing at our pathetic asses. They own us.
Backstory, I’ve been pissed for the past few years about their 10x10 pop up tents that they use on the boardwalk and block the view of the ocean and access to the beach with their sh!t they sell. Thanks Gov. French Laundry For that one. Asshat.
Lately - I’ve been in touch with city officials about it but they do not have any enforcement power at his time, and all the complaints I’ve filed are futile. They are some beauts I have submitted I have to admit.
So I cruised down tonight on the boardwalk to suss out their Skelton tent poles and maybe move them to a more convient and less hazardous location for all of us that use the boardwalk.
It didn’t go exactly as planned. FNA…I ran into some enforcers.
who are these enforcers?
Well let me shed a little light on this. They have organized a group of people to camp underneath the vending area and skelton poles that are attached to the boardwalk During the evening and night. Then on top of that, they have young kids, 15-18 year old range, over looking themon the other side of the boardwalk.
How do I know this?
I first started farking with the abondanded pop up tent poles that are locked to the boardwalk to see what would happen. Out came a women from the tents bitchin about me being white and they Hispanic. Of course they claimed I was harassing them racially…..But alas , to their credit, Big Ball of Brown just doesn’t even make a nudge for me.
I did tell them to go kick rocks and…THIS IS MY BEACH, MY WAVE, GO HOME…Sometimes there is just a cultural barrier to see my brilliance. Oh well
Enter the El Ninos Poni, Ha ..I was ready to take on 3 to 4 of those farkers, of course in a weird parallel universe, becuase in this one, I would have been doomed to life contemplating how to get to the next while looking through a set of bars while some dood co habitaing in my space from scrapping with the zit poppers.
Doomed we all are.
My Beach, My Wave, Go Home!!!!!!
Backstory, I’ve been pissed for the past few years about their 10x10 pop up tents that they use on the boardwalk and block the view of the ocean and access to the beach with their sh!t they sell. Thanks Gov. French Laundry For that one. Asshat.
Lately - I’ve been in touch with city officials about it but they do not have any enforcement power at his time, and all the complaints I’ve filed are futile. They are some beauts I have submitted I have to admit.
So I cruised down tonight on the boardwalk to suss out their Skelton tent poles and maybe move them to a more convient and less hazardous location for all of us that use the boardwalk.
It didn’t go exactly as planned. FNA…I ran into some enforcers.
who are these enforcers?
Well let me shed a little light on this. They have organized a group of people to camp underneath the vending area and skelton poles that are attached to the boardwalk During the evening and night. Then on top of that, they have young kids, 15-18 year old range, over looking themon the other side of the boardwalk.
How do I know this?
I first started farking with the abondanded pop up tent poles that are locked to the boardwalk to see what would happen. Out came a women from the tents bitchin about me being white and they Hispanic. Of course they claimed I was harassing them racially…..But alas , to their credit, Big Ball of Brown just doesn’t even make a nudge for me.
I did tell them to go kick rocks and…THIS IS MY BEACH, MY WAVE, GO HOME…Sometimes there is just a cultural barrier to see my brilliance. Oh well
Enter the El Ninos Poni, Ha ..I was ready to take on 3 to 4 of those farkers, of course in a weird parallel universe, becuase in this one, I would have been doomed to life contemplating how to get to the next while looking through a set of bars while some dood co habitaing in my space from scrapping with the zit poppers.
Doomed we all are.
My Beach, My Wave, Go Home!!!!!!
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