Last night the magazine I work for, Surfboard Riding and You, they had a party. I was there.
It was cool. It was at the Snapper Pro. There were coronas and surfers and people who like surfing and lots of people shmoozing and lots of people asking what each other do and lots of people saying that that is awesome.
At one point Kelly Slater came into the room. He walked in and everyone pretended not to stare at him while they stared at him. He hung out for a bit. He drank a wheatgrass juice. He made a speech and gave an award. He talked to the people he knew and the people he knew hugged him and patted him on the back.
The brave, the drunk and the less self conscious went up and introduced themselves and took photos with their iPhones. I just walked sort of near him and stared at him while pretending not to stare. Then he left. Five stars.