Heh-heh!

Pee-wee’s Big Adventure, starring Paul Reubens as the exuberantly playful, wonderfully childlike titular character, was one of the very best films to come out of the 1980s. Herman, living in an amazing house with incredible toys and inventions, enjoyed each day to the fullest, not a cloud passing his sky until his most favorite treasure on earth – a red bike – went missing.

Pee-wee fearlessly chased it down, meeting an eclectic cast of characters along the way while charming each and every one of them until a glorious “happy-ever-after” finale and does his life, his story not mirror our own Kai Lenny’s to a tee?

Existence is a wonderful adventure for Lenny filled with toys, laughs and friends.

Unique laughs.

Heh heh!

There are some frightful creatures too with frightful stories, like Large Laird Hamilton, but mostly just heaping spoonfuls of fun and a most favorite treasure on earth – a shiny foilboard.

If World Surf League CEO and Lord Commander over the Wall of Positive Noise Erik “ELo” Logan does not see the viability in a re-boot… Lenny’s Lucky Life let’s call it… then he’s not the visionary he claims to be.

No?

You don’t see it?

Listen here.

We're all getting eaten. You. Me. Our children. Their children.

Oh to be a surfer in South Africa. To be a surfer and brave, knowing that every single wave brings with it the very real opportunity of being feasted upon by a shark. Knowing that your very innards might be served up at the local shark braai where those sharks will pick and choose your most delectable bits while smacking their lips and critiquing your general quality. Liver no good, shot through over-drinking, for example. Lungs crispy and charred from one too many Gunstons.

Oh to be a surfer in South Africa while the rest of South Africa’s non-surfing population looks on, thinking, “That bosbefok is just asking for it, eh. Asking to get eaten, eh.”

Sharks, as you well know, love South Africa and love South African surfers.

But in a shocking turn, South Africa’s sharks are now encroaching upon the land and let us witness famous son Jordy Smith terrifying Instagram post. Let us watch a shark climb sharp rocks in order to feast on a terrified porpoise’s innards.

https://www.instagram.com/p/B9Z3mtog-Pv/

The end is certainly nigh.

And/or already here.

And/or was here, like, six months ago.

Or maybe not?

If porpoises are also learning to walk I think much fun for man as dogs are getting boring.

Do you disagree?

A fine example for surfers.

Oh we humans, we Homo sapiens, are a vicious lot getting more and more vicious by the day. Those who self-identify as “left” refuse to speak with those who self-identify as “right.” Vegans won’t even look at pescatarians and say snotty things about them under their mung bean breath. Those who think the earth is round cannot stand the sight of those who think the earth is flat and take every opportunity to mock and belittle.

Tribes and camps.

We’ve separated ourselves into tribes and camps and loathe every tribe and camp not our own.

And we surfers may be worst of all. Tribes and camps within tribes and camps. Two surfers may vote for establishment Democratic candidates, for example, but if one rides a fish and the other rides a plus-sized fish then they will hate each other and look for ways to cause much harm one to the other.

Thankfully we have the animal kingdom to show us a better, more gentle way. To learn how to treat those different from us.

Love them even.

Recently we witnessed a benevolent killer whale saving an injured seal and a polar bear kissing a funny circus seal.

Today we have another seal but this one participating in a consensual, beautiful, inspiring non-binary love act with a handsome penguin.

If these two can cross species lines than shouldn’t a surfer who rides a Hayden shaped Hypto-Krypto be able to wake up next to a surfer who rides a Channel Island’s Neck Beard without shame?

Let us, like our animal friends, freely live, laugh and love.