Yup. I dropped a full beer in front of a crowded hall as this painting was about to be auctioned at the California Gold Vintage Surfboard Auction. They said my name and asked if I was in the hall. I let out a hoot and raised my beer, well I thought I was raising it anyway. The beer had a mind of it’s own and I was left with all eyes on me, hand in the air, standing in a puddle of beer on the gymnasium floor. I hate it when that happens.
