happy b-day 2 me (the day after remix) – a.k.a. the beach trip, part i

the fact i’m doing an entry should say a good bit to some of you…

…but never mind that now.

did you know “shelling” was a verb?

(i don’t even know what any of the above meant, but i was drunk when i did it)

so, i headed off to port aransas to clear my head. i don’t know how clear it got. for some reason i got home and got really, really depressed. but we’ll get to that in a bit…

…maybe.

here’s a six pack of things i took away from my first day in port a…

1. when you try to have your full “day” of drinking from getting to the beach condo at 5:15 pm things can get messy.

2. fried food is good…but fried food, with a really pretty girl (we’re just friends, but she is really pretty) while fairly intoxicated on patio overlooking the ocean is better.

3. “the hot tub closes at 11:00 pm” is not a phrase open to interpretation.

4. hunting for beach towels in san marcos takes all day and doesn’t yield much – doing so in corpus takes three minutes and you actually have to choose…

5. that (not so little) section of the drive from refugio to corpus, where JAB used to refer to it as “you fall off the face of the earth” still pretty much feels that way…and even longer when your passenger dozes off and you have to talk to yourself.

6. when you have to rent a movie, and vhs is your format of choice (NOT by choice) your selection is really, really limited…

but i still had fun – or at least stayed drunk enough to where i didn’t notice if i didn’t. i think that pretty much sums up the first day, even though i started the report on the second day…