Polaroid

I've been itching to own a Polaroid camera, just never thought I'd find use for one. Come to find out, Polaroid is allowing it's insta-develop camera's to go extinct. 2 years ago, Polaroid stopped manufacturing cameras for consumers and just recently for commercial use as well.

To my surprise, Crystal purchased me an awesome Polaroid one600 jobpro. She got it from Grainger - her place of work and made my fucking day. Apparently it is the last of it's kind in the inventory, as it has been deleted from the system.

So far, I've taken a picture of Crystal, both Crystal and I, and this morning, a picture of Dillon. There are multiple capture modes, including a timer, light/dark/normal shots, red eye reduction, an elastic hand strap, and even has the tripod thing on the bottom. Crystal even supplied me with some film which was a little aged (over a year past expiration) but I just chugged expired soy milk, so fuck you. The thing about expired Polaroids, is that the photo just doesn't seem to develop completely, and has a semi-sephia effect. It's actually pretty cool because it looks like the picture was taken 40 years ago. Another thing I forgot to mention is that I fucked up one of the pictures I took after shaking it like a mother fucking Polaroid picture. The modern (not for long) version of Polaroids need no fucking shaking! What's that about? Andre 3000, you ass. I can't believe it's already been over four years since the release of that song.

Anyways, went surfing at Bowls, 2-3 ft. faces. Yesterday sucked - there were maybe 1-2 ft faces. Bowls is a surf spot right behind my apartment in Hawaii. There are 2 other spots next to it - Kaiser's and Rock pile. Kaiser's is sweet when it's high tide. I don't surf Rock pile because of the name - I've been there once and I gashed my foot open. I guess in actuality, I surf between Bowls and Kaiser's. There are 2 remote buoys about 100 yards out which we use to triangulate our location. We normally try to stay between the buoys - it's still slightly shallow, and infested with vana (Hawaiian for sea urchins) - but we make the best of it. The added advantage is the channel runs the current back out if you ride one in.

Surfing today was significant because of the fact that no one else was really out there. We surfed for a good 2 hours, and a couple other people did show up, but no one really bothered coming to where Dillon and I were surfing because of the extremely shallow conditions. My longest ride of the day shot me past the only other people out in the area. It was a Japanese girl with a surf instructor who I've seen out there in the past. He ended up giving me good surf tips and told me I was leaning too hard into the wave... whatever that means.

Oh, I'm beginning to lose my fear of axing myself in the face with reef. Today I began pushing my ability to turn to it's fullest. Turning whilst going down the face of the wave without losing balance is something I've been dedicating my life into perfecting. I do not yet have the ability to completely turn without having to place my hand in the water in the direction I need to turn. It is a very similar feeling to paddling in a canoe and sticking your paddle in the water to slow you down or turn. It is an exhilarating experience though when it's low tide: when you're standing and you look down, it's as if you're flying over a crazy ass fucking comet from the depths of the universe, and there is literally only a foot or so of water between you and death. Mahalo.