Summertime

I just returned from the madness of my first Six Man tourny over at Manhattan Beach. Good God! It was like Halloween meets Mardi Gras meets a beach blowout. Despite the huge signs all over the city strictly forbidding alcohol on the beach, that stuff was everywhere. Enterprise, where Jen works, had a tent set up and a big cooler of margaritas. Jen proceeded to get her buzz on, while I declined as usual. I did, however, take half a Jello shot when I ran into Charlene, whom I haven't seen in years! She was completely drunk (you can tell because she gets this vacant, vacuous look in her eyes that would be really scary if she weren't so freakin' gorgeous), and told us she'd been giving out her jiggly shots to the ladies if they gave back some jiggly bare chesticles. I promised to come back to flash see her later, but I forgot which booth was hers. Plus it really was so ridiculously crowded that it was a miracle I even found her in the first place.

I'm not really taller than Char. She's on her knees.

Jen milkin' the goodies at the Enterprise tent.

I've been beaching it a lot this summer, which is great. I usually only do that whenever Tomo's in town, since she's the ultimate beach bum. But ever since Brad took me to the Huntington Beach dog beach, I've been all over it. I went there last weekend with Bernard, then again yesterday with my mom and cousin (and, of course, my precious Pumpkin pie).

Momma Ho and Shelby

Look how happy she is in the water! And plus it totally gives her a chance to interact with other dogs, which is so great because she has so few friends (the dog-owners around here are lame; they all back off when they see my pit bull stroll down the street). BTW, the water yesterday was incredibly refreshing, surprisingly clear, and thoroughly enjoyable.

Anyway, I guess the point of this post is just to put up some pics...and to say that summer is definitely my favorite season, and I <3 SoCal.