I live practically within spitting distance of some of the most beautiful beaches in the world; I moved here partly for it. Yeah, I go to the beach... a lot, usually. This summer has been weird, though, with crazy thunderstorms and crap (which is really good because we're in a serious water crisis right now), so the beach isn't a regular haunt right now. This time of year, I'm usually wishing the tourists would go home, but because of the weather, I oddly miss them.
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
