Vacation Day 3 Recap
*Hopped in the 'vertible and meandered up Hwy 17, then Route 172. Ended up about an hour and 45 minutes away in a tiny little town on the water called Swansboro.
*Went into the Waterfront Restaurant (why bother getting all fancy with the name?) and ate some shrimp that tasted like the baby Jesus himself had descended from the heavens and manned the fryer.
*Wandered aimlessly on foot and in car a bit more, as is one's right when vacationing solo.
*Returned and went for a jog at dusk on the beach. In answer to yesterday's question, determined that dusk lighting is indeed the best lighting at the beach. Especially with "Slow Divers" by Jane's Addiction providing the soundtrack and surfers floating over the water, and couples standing on the sand leaning into each other, and little kids having one last run at the tide for the day.
*A few pages of "100 Years of Solitude" and then zzzzzzzzzz....
*Went into the Waterfront Restaurant (why bother getting all fancy with the name?) and ate some shrimp that tasted like the baby Jesus himself had descended from the heavens and manned the fryer.
*Wandered aimlessly on foot and in car a bit more, as is one's right when vacationing solo.
*Returned and went for a jog at dusk on the beach. In answer to yesterday's question, determined that dusk lighting is indeed the best lighting at the beach. Especially with "Slow Divers" by Jane's Addiction providing the soundtrack and surfers floating over the water, and couples standing on the sand leaning into each other, and little kids having one last run at the tide for the day.
*A few pages of "100 Years of Solitude" and then zzzzzzzzzz....
posted by Brunch Bird at Wednesday, August 09, 2006
3 Comments:
You realize that even Our Lord and Savior would have to wear a beard & hair net. I'm trying to imagine what the conversation would have sounded like, when a customer came to complain about pulling on of His hairs out of their basket of curly fries.
I have a couple things to email you, but no address; so email me at workinblogress@Hotmail.com when you have a sec, please. Thanksabunch.
Or how about His boss having to explain it: "Um yeahhhh Jesussss I'm going to need ya to wear a hairnet. And ummmmm technically you're supposed to have 32 pieces of flair on. So that would be greatttt. Thanks." I'll hit you up on email, or email me at brunchbird@yahoo.com. By the way can you include the name of the italian comic you recommended--Mike something? Thanks.
Actually the best part of a seafood place where J.C. works is going there on Fridays for the all you can eat fish fry and then constantly pestering him for more fish and bread. Oh yeah, and complaing that the wine tastes watered down.
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