She was a mixed up bitch today; like She didn't get what She wanted for Christmas, very turbulent. I'm speaking of the ocean. Trying to eke out a couple of days on the water before the New Years during my time off. A bird in the hand means risk, can't wait for optimal conditions or warmth. Headed out of D.P. round 9. Went to target Rockfish. Ocean was jumbled. Swell looked west (3'- to the occasional, can't see the horizon) and wind was S/SE being brisk till 11am. Water was 59-62. There was a drift and the wind was going the opposite way. For some reason I kept contact with the bottom in 220'. Picked up two small Reds off the Point, got bored so I headed inside to fish structure. First cast was a nice Calico and the bite continued intermittently for 1.5 hours. Approximately 10 or so bass wanted to play, mostly calicos. Kept one of those and the two Reds for tonight's dinner. Been out on many rougher days but my stomach felt like I ate rotten Jambalaya today.