Guess who's going to be spending a few weeks at the hottest little surf spot in the Philippines? Yup, yours truly. Guess who doesn't surf at all? Yup, yours truly. I probably wouldn't have spent as much time looking for the perfect right hand breaks as Ant did when planning our summer vaca, since I'm happy going anywhere, but, much like Darryl Hannah in that movie Splash, I'm afraid if we don't get him into some waves soon he's gonna dry up and stop breathing.

So, I'm gonna try to learn to surf, because if I don't do that I'll end up lounging around in the sun all day, reading books, drinking beer, getting all tan...Hey, wait a minute - that doesn't sound too bad!

Actually, last night I finished the first - and probably most important - step in learning how to ride a wave. Wondering what that is? Picking out the bikini, of course. Duh. So, to give a little sumthin' sumthin' to my male readers, here are the suits I picked out, on bodies that they actually look damn good in (I can hold my own, but I'm no Victoria's Secret model!).

Most of these are going to end up being for tanning purposes only, as I'll more than likely end up in shorts and T's when I check out what it's like to nearly drown myself...er, I mean surf.

I wonder if Victoria's Secret advertises for women with freakishly long torsos? Sheesh. No wonder they have to parade around in tiny bikinis and lingerie all the time. How on Earth would they find normal shirts that fit them? Anyway, if you guys need me, I'll be at the gym...