Thankful – Deeks’ Surf Log – 11/25/18

Sunday, Nov. 25, 2018

In an ode to Thanksgiving, I have more to be thankful for this year, maybe more than any other year of my life. (Wow.) I suspect the rest of the team considered today normal, just like so many others before. We took down some baddies and saved innocents. I got to physically take down an idiot, which oddly always brings an element of joy. Our team is far beyond a well-oiled machine, able to effortlessly anticipate each other’s moves. That’s a very important aspect as our fearless leader is still MIA. This has extended beyond her usual absence; even Callen is showing concern.

I’m also thankful for simply being alive. And not for dodging bullets. No, this is only understandable for people who have survived as passengers of Daredevil Blye. I seriously wanted to marry her in that vehicle not just because I love her, but more so I feared we wouldn’t live to see our actual wedding day – whenever and wherever that might eventually be.

The day also had an element of what normal people would consider, well, normal. We’re moving forward with the bar! Yet for all the “entrepreneurs” roaming around the city, it doesn’t seem many of them understand good ole fashioned commitment and work ethic. Although they are probably questioning us in return since neither Kensi nor I have any experience or education in running a business. (Law school was helpful, but only in knowing what questions to avoid getting us sued and to file all the proper permits.) I guess that’s LA for you – everybody’s doing something unexpected. A fed and cop being proprietors? That’s about as unexpected as some Midwest surfer dude trained in child psychology being an actor! (Now THAT’S LA!)

All of that pales in comparison to our apparent inaugural barkeep. I don’t know if this was honestly Mama’s idea (although it does fit her craziness factor) or a conspiracy with my fiance, but for the time being it doesn’t really matter. One thing is for sure, with Roberta the Bartender either we’re going to become an LA landmark or will declare bankruptcy in less than a year.

This is a terrible idea. I need some Bob Vila to calm my nerves….