It's A Bummer When You Go To The Beach and The Sun Never Comes Out and It Rains The Whole Time

Which is why I didn't take any pictures. Or get burnt.

But, on the flipside, there was a beach volleyball tournament, which when it wasn't getting rain postponed was lots of fun to watch. And we played skeeball in one of the boardwalk video arcades for what must have been five hours. And we saw The Hangover. Twice. On the same day.

But most memorable of all: it was Beach Week '09 for hundreds and possibly thousands of good-natured and really annoying and clearly-not-drunk-but-wanting-to-appear-drunk East Coast high school kids. They even have shirts for this now, like: "OCEAN CITY BEACH WEEK 09!" and "WHERE ARE ALL THE HIGH SCHOOL B#&@*s?" They didn't have shirts in my day. Oh, wait, yes they did. The one I bought said "I ONLY DATE CRACK WHORES" and when I got home and gave it to my mom to wash it was never seen again.

Dear lord make it stop.

I have inadvertently gotten the "My Buddy" song stuck in my head. Unfortunate, that.

Housemates, I salute you

Heroes of the day: my housemates Bayleaf and Hambone. Out of, apparently, boredom, they rolled all of my loose change, netting me a bank-depositable $103. Woo! Thanks!

Actual Conversation I Had Today

Person: You mean you really haven't heard of The Last Dragon?

Me: No. But I bet the prequel was great.

Person: The prequel?

Me: Yeah. The Penultimate Dragon.

Person: ...

Achoose Wheat Bread

I was getting a sandwich at a deli today, and as the very nice lady from the deli handed me my lunch, she said, "And don't forget to get a drink to go with that, so you don't get the hiccups."

I laughed and said thanks and headed on my way. Once in the car, I kept cracking myself up with the idea of a bunch of angry customers calling in. "YOUR GODDDAMN SANDWICHES GAVE ME THE MOTEHREFUCKING HICCUPS!!!" And that leading to a new company policy that all sandwich orders are to be accompanied by the suggestion of a drink, so as to avoid hiccups.

I should not find this nearly as funny as I do.

And tomorrow, I install the pony.

I drove around all day with a bale of straw in the passenger seat of my rather small two-door car. I felt pretty ridiculous.

Important Questions of the Ages Series: Pretzel Edition

Who hates pretzels, anyway?

I mean, seriously.