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08 September 2008 @ 09:28 am
Outer Banks, part three  
Back at work with a pile of things to do, so I better wrap up the vacation recap quickly.

Wednesday, I went for a boat ride with K's cousin and his wife (who having already pissed off K. moved onto K's sister, ensuring that at least half the people in the house were mad at her). It was a lot of fun. I got to swim from the boat to a little sandbar. And on the way back, we came across a pod of dolphins and stopped to watch them. There were about thirty of them and they performed all the cute Flipper antics right within spitting distance of the boat. There was even a baby dolphin about the size of my arm. Pretty cool.

Later that night, I succumbed to drunken camaraderie and agreed to play golf the next day with K's dad and brother-in-law. What a mistake! The first five or six holes were fun enough, but then the boredom kicked in all at once. After that it was just an exercise in stupidity, standing around in the blazing sun for hours and hours, while we did the same damn repetitive things over and over. And without so much as a beer in sight. Sunburned, dehydrated, and bored stiff is one thing, but I simply must draw the line at sober.

Friday, tropical storm Hannah was moving towards us and we were more of less done with the beach, so we left early, which actually meant more driving in the rain than we would have if we'd waited it out. But it also meant a weekend of relaxing at home before returning to work, so that's a good thing.

 
 
Listening to: Michael Penn - "No Myth"
 
 
 
Kegboy: cheecakekegboy on September 8th, 2008 03:54 pm (UTC)
needs leather aviator cap.
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: devilish tantrumassmonkeydiary on September 8th, 2008 03:55 pm (UTC)
I could deal without the cap if she'd just ditch those shoes.
xterminal on September 8th, 2008 04:09 pm (UTC)
Dude, truth.

What is it about cousins' wives that just seems to rub everyone the wrong way? And why is it just wives? They're fine when they're still girlfriends... one of my wife's cousins dated his girlfriend for, jeez, forever (they started going out around the same time we did, and got married about two and a half years after we did). And while they were just dating, she was cool. As soon as they got hitched... instant bitch machine! Most of the family no longer talks to her. Not that they get the chance. She'll show up for family functions for, oh, fifteen minutes, then leave.

I am entirely baffled by this phenomenon.

(I should hypothesize that maybe it's because the male cousins are blind. The female cousins, when they get into crappy marriages, know enough to get out.)
micah: zuglaerm on September 8th, 2008 04:12 pm (UTC)
Sunburned, dehydrated, and bored stiff is one thing, but I simply must draw the line at sober.

this could be the title of one of the greatest travel books ever. ok, a bit long, but you get my point.
Pallaspallasathene8 on September 9th, 2008 12:11 am (UTC)
Heh heh, golf.

I like the airplane woman.
vom_diesem on September 11th, 2008 05:49 pm (UTC)
Do you have a hi-res version of this?