Surfing Ruined My Life

Thats pure skill right there baby. Look at that too close for comfort head clearance.

This could really be a prime candidate for a Story Behind the Photo Blog, but I like to save those for older photos as more of a hindsight type of scenario. No, this is a story on how to stack a full size mattress and box spring on the roof of a two door Honda Civic with nothing more then a blanket, a set of tie downs and some very old and weathered FCS soft racks.  If you remember back to the Bowing Out blog I was living on my friend Lindsay’s couch last week.

Well this week I for reasons of pure comfort and logic decided to move back into my own apartment despite my current odd ball situation there.  Its a two bedroom and I figured I could just move back into my old room.  Sure its tiny, but I always found a smaller space safer anyhow.  Its like a little fort in here.  As a matter of fact I am sitting behind a wall of pillows and blankets I built for security right now.  Yeah you guessed it the thread my sanity had once clung to has been completely severed.  Shit if you only knew what I was attempting to do right now you would really think I was a prime candidate for the funny farm.  That is a blog to be written a bit later when I see how things play out.

Moving back in required I get another bed.  Being the gentleman I am, I let my ex-girlfriend/friend/roommate/other?? (yeah its complicated at the moment) keep my bed.  I found a haggard ass full size bed on craigslist for $50 bucks.  It was hardly worth twenty, but being lazy I talked him down to $40 and was on my way.  Back in the days of Cory my retarded craigslist furniture endeavors worked out a bit easier courtesy of his pick up truck.  These days as is proof from the above photo I have to do a bit more improvising.

Luckily this bed was only about a mile or so from my apartment, but it was both up and down hills with a strong cross wind.  I put two 12 foot tie downs together and two FCS soft racks and was somehow able latch the thing to my roof.  The dude I bought the mattress from was pretty amazed by my resourcefulness.  I found the whole incident rather comical.  Some how I managed to get the thing home and in one piece.  Mission accomplished although I guess the true accomplishment would have been not having to get another bed in the first place.