Sunday, September 10, 2017


Walking on the beach this morning, I coveted certain shingled, modest cottages (million dollar cottages, right on the beach, but otherwise modest). Just imagine waking up every morning and smelling the ocean, hearing the waves. Walking the dogs on the beach right out the back my pajamas!

But every so often there's a newer, bigger, seriously ticky tacky house. Sometimes sort of castle-esque. Kind of a beachside McMansion type house. Which makes me wonder if the people ever stand on the beach, looking at the contrast of their house and the others, and think, "Does this house make me look like an asshole?"

Tomato? Hmm. Actually, do you have any other flavors of ketchup?

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