Now this isn't the guy I saw at the beach today - this guy isn't as cute, but he's close. I was walking Norten, who seemed oblivious to my instant infatuation when he appeared in my world. There's something about tall blonde surfer men, with muscle definition everywhere, that takes my mind away from everything else. He had with him two other guys who, on a normal day, would be equally distracting. They left wrestling together, packed in the front bench seat of their ute. Damn it - I'm going to dust off the surfboard and spend more time out in the surf. I might even catch a wave or two.