LATE MORNING…

If itz possible to do something wrong even when you do it right I'd be a champ. It took me half an hour to hide Duke's surfboard in the back of the supply hut like Skipper told me, but by the time I got back to our hut he told me I didn't have to bother. Duke decided not to try to surf back to Hawaii after all. Skipper said the girls changed his mind and then for some reason he winked at me. I don't know what happened. Maybe the girls baked him a coconut cream pie…that would change my mind about a lot of things.

I didn't stay mad for long because next Skipper told me that Duke and the girls were meeting down at the lagoon then he winked again. I sure hope Skipper is able to get whatever is in his eye out. But right now I think it sounds like fun to hang out with Duke, Ginger and Mary Ann at the beach. In fact I'm so excited I think I'm gonna run all the way down there…what could it hurt?

IN MY HAMMOCK…

Running down to the beach CAN hurt…it can hurt a whole lot! In both my head and my heart. The Professor thinks I might have a concussion. He wants me to stay in the hut with a cold rag on my head so I'll try to write down what happened in case my head is permanently damaged…though Skipper says that happened years ago.

Anyway I started running through the jungle to the lagoon to find Duke and the girls. It seemed like it would be fun, swimming and joking, maybe Duke could teach me how to surf- it seems pretty easy. Skipper's been like a father to me, Professor is like the nice teacher in school and the Howells like the rich aunt and uncle I never had, but to pal around with people my own age and a cool guy like Duke was something I'd been hoping for. Guess I was pretty excited and got going faster and faster. I pushed aside the last palm frond and ran right into a tree I forgot was there. Turns out it wasn't a tree it was Duke. First the front of my head hit his arm then the back of my head hit the ground. At least the ground had a layer of sand. Duke was hard as a rock.

Having done this kinda thing before…often…I knew what usually came next: Skipper yelled and then the girls, particularly Mary Ann, came to my aid. Fortunately Skipper wasn't there (though he woulda been softer to run into than Duke). Unfortunately, the girls didn't come to help me. Instead I heard "Oh Gilligan" and "Be careful" in angry tones. I expected it from Ginger. I mean she's really nice for a big movie star, but she doesn't like being interrupted or having sand kicked on her which I guess I did. The worst part was I thought I heard Mary Ann's voice too. At the time though all I was sure of was the stars in front of my eyes and that my hat was God knows where.

Right now my head feels like Skipper's after trying to get away from Kona so I'll have to write the rest later…