Traders are desperately rotation-surfing a choppy $60 billion meme coin market, watching whale accumulation patterns bounce across legacy tokens and absurd AI novelties like Fartcoin. Up here on the Baja coast, the only token accumulation I care about is collecting smooth beach glass while walking the dog past the estuary. Let the Silicon Valley bros sweat over RSI divergences and head-and-shoulder patterns; my biggest daily dilemma is whether to eat fish tacos or ceviche for lunch.