Tuesday, June 9, 2009

The ocean speaks and spits and I can hear it from the interstate

A visit to a WWII battleship, a farmer's market (fresh shrimp!), cigars by the pool, the beach, sneaking into a hotel hot tub, Spanish moss on the trees, weeping willows, southern accents, carolina style bbq, Fat Tire (I found it on the East Coast!), good music, funny movies, and cool people. I think my weekend trip to Wilmington was a success.

I have the house to myself this week. It seems so empty without everyone. I suppose that comes from growing up in a big family. Oh, and apparently my computer is broken at home...

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