Let me interject that I'm catching up on Vampire Diaries as I type this and I'm a tad tired of evil, angsty, troubled Stefan. And now… vampire amnesia. Oh Stefan. I am never tired of Damon. Like not ever. And I haven't caught up with The Originals yet, but eventually I will. Unless you think it's not worth my effort. Anyone?
Okay, back now:
|Beach near where I grew up!|
Here are some pics:
|Started the trip at SuperDawg, my favorite hot dog stand|
|Where I ate a SuperDawg and fries. (hot dog is buried under there)|
|Also, there's this on top of the place|
|Then it was on to Anderson's where my family came to hang! (Even though the Bears were playing)|
|And I talked about THE SWEET DEAD LIFE|
|And about angels and Soho Press and other stuff|
|And we captured my cousin Kurt's new shoes in the wild|
|And then I read a little.|
A really good time was had by all!