Millennials in Moby: An Interview with Be You Be Sure Co-Founder Alison Sher


Typically, I would write an introduction for my interviewee. Something like, “This writer is inspiring, and here’s why she’s inspiring.”

Maybe it was my questions (probably not), or maybe it was her responses, but once you read this interview, you’ll see why Alison Sher doesn’t need much of an introduction – she speaks for herself.

So here she is folks. Alison Sher – the co-founder of, the Be You Be Sure Project and an entirely new post-college philosophy that your parents are going to hate. Continue reading “Millennials in Moby: An Interview with Be You Be Sure Co-Founder Alison Sher”

Santa’s List: Best Wetsuits of 2013

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Got a hole? A tear at the seams? Feeling a little chillier than you have in years past? Sad to say, you can only pee in something, rinse it off and hang it from its neck in the beaming sun so many times before it goes kaput. It’s time you do yourself a favor and buy a new wetsuit – or go ahead and put it on your Christmas list.

Between the R2, R3, E-Bomb, G-Bomb, Flash Bomb, Psycho, Pyscho 3, Superfreak and Psychofreak and so many other slasher-esque names for wetsuit models, it’s nearly impossible to know which suit is the best for your needs. And with water temperatures declining rapidly toward ice-cream headache status, you’d better act quickly.

Check out this wetsuit guide for the stretchiest, warmest, fastest-drying suits on the market this season. Continue reading “Santa’s List: Best Wetsuits of 2013”

Bert’s Market: The Best Convenience Store in the World

A Review of the Best Convenience Store in the World – Before They Went Upscale

I’d like to be modest and say I’m not sure if I’ll make it to heaven someday, but I can’t. I’ve already been to heaven. In fact, I stop by about three times a day, whether I need chili dogs, toilet paper or light bulbs. Heaven is at 202 E. Ashley Ave., on Folly Beach, and it’s marked by a wooden sign that reads, “Bert’s Market.” Continue reading “Bert’s Market: The Best Convenience Store in the World”

The Best Sites for Killer Surf Deals

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Few surfers, aside from Kelly Slater (who gets everything free from his sponsors anyway), can afford to pay full price for surf gear. With the price of Quiksilver boardies and Roxy bathing suits rarely descending below $60, how can someone who skips work once a week to surf possibly afford new swimwear?

Surfers, even those who don’t particularly love to shop (myself included), have had to bust out some serious shopping skills to avoid paying top dollar for the brands we love. The options are simple, put in a little effort and get crazy deals on clothing, boards and wetsuits, or shell out your life savings for a single pair of flops. Continue reading “The Best Sites for Killer Surf Deals”

Crossing the Border with a Little White

Little White at the Tijuana-San Diego border crossing
Little White at the Tijuana-San Diego border crossing

Considering you don’t have a car full of illegal drugs or guns, crossing the border to and from Mexico is a relatively easy task. Wait in line, show your passport, hope for the green light and go. It’s all pretty simple. That is, unless you really do have something illegal in the car.

In that case, you sit and worry and sweat like you’re 50 yards from the finish line of a 10K. You have small talk with the passengers in your car, because you really can’t talk about anything of any substance – you’re too nervous.

This is the way we felt the day we smuggled Little White across the border. I’m sure you’re thinking I really shouldn’t talk about smuggling something little and white across the border on the internet, but we did. We dressed her up in a froo froo looking doggie t-shirt from a swap meet in Tijuana and brought her skinny little hairless butt to the border crossing.

photo 2“How many dogs do you have in there?” Asked the border security officer in the booth – our final question before crossing back into the United States after a full winter chasing waves south of the border with our black lab Ellie.

“Two,” I replied – in my usual quivering voice induced by social anxiety.

“Ok,” he said, “Welcome to America.” And he waved us through.

We drove for about 100 meters straight ahead waiting for a border guard with an AK 47 to pull us over, search the vehicle and nab our prized possession, but they never did. So instead, we drove toward San Diego looking for the nearest place to stop, so we could pull the vehicle over and give our precious cargo some fresh air.

There it was. The parking lot of a full-blown American shopping mall. Our dusty SUV with a Mexican flag sticker stuck out like a sore thumb in the spotless parking lot, but we did it anyway. We opened the door and let Little White run free like she had never run before.IMG_2337

“You’re an American! You’re an American!” we yelled. And the little mange-covered mutt who didn’t know a word of English wagged and squiggled as if somehow she knew. We felt compelled to tell her of her new-found freedoms. And of course, how much money we were about to spend on vet bills.

But through all of the stories of deportation and drug busts, this is a true story of a Little White that made it successfully across the border.

Of course, we only stayed in that parking lot five minutes before a security guard on a segway escorted us away for loitering.

Little White the first day she got in the car - somewhere near Tecoman, Mexico
Little White the first day she got in the car – somewhere near Tecoman, Mexico
Little White at home in Carolina Beach, N.C.
Little White at home in Carolina Beach, N.C.