Not Just Another Buddy Film By Kimberly Deisler We’ve all know this guy. Mine was “Buck-Fifty Bob.” We’d met on the beach in Jupiter, Florida and immediately had something in common, I was minding my own business and he was too. Let me back track. As usual, my day/life was in the shitter and I’d decided to spend some retrospective time on the beach. It’s always been my place of refuge and solace. With miles of beach to be had this guy decides to get all up ...

            We’ve all know this guy.  Mine was “Buck-Fifty Bob.” We’d met on the beach in Jupiter, Florida and immediately had something in common, I was minding my own business and he was too.            Let me back track.  As usual, my day/life was in the shitter and I’d decided to spend some retrospective time on the beach.  It’s always been my place of refuge and solace.  With miles of beach to be had this guy decides to get all up in my grill ignoring obvio...