Florida Spring Break

I know that this look is always on my face, but that's just because this is the look of pure happiness. You'll see this look on the faces of the young, and I saw it on the face of this little kid who was frolicking in the waves alongside me. He was probably about 6 or 7, and he was getting a real kick out of the waves. When he noticed some 20 year old having just as much fun as he was, he suddenly got a brand outlook on life. Growing up would no longer be something to fear thanks to this crazy beast. Anything to help the youth grow up to be cowboys.

For years now I have been embarrassed about my drinking problem. It's not a drinking problem in the common sense that America views it, it's a drinking problem in the sense that the Zucker Brothers (of Airplane! fame) view it. I'm going to rehab to purge my demons.

My Dad is one of those people who hordes things and never throws away old junk. Case in point - this Space Jam towel. Granted, it was a decent movie, but why the hell do you still own this towel? I'll tell you why, so that I could take it to the beach and show it off.

So I went to the ocean again, and if it were up to me, I'd spend nearly every single minute of every single day here. If I lived down here, I'd probably get bored of it after a while, but I sure wouldn't get bored of all the hotties in bikinis. There's nothing wrong with that. Sorry everyone, it's just the beer talking. I swear.

I purchased some beer from the Florida Brewing company with the intention of taking it home, but since we didn't go home, I sat in the car at the beach and drank. My Dad went over to this Mexican restaurant and got some food, but I just hung back and drank cervezas. I might have had dos or tres, but hell, I was on vacation.