The Endless Bummer – Part V

DAY TWO Nothing attracts the best and brightest specimens humanity has to offer like a complimentary continental breakfast. It was here, in the room off the front lobby I recognized now as the place Dustin went to retrieve my plastic utensils, I first began to realize part of the reason people who could afford to…… Continue Reading →

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The Endless Bummer – Part IV

After dinner we gathered the troops for a stroll on the boardwalk. Virginia Beach doesn’t have what I’d call a true boardwalk. The boardwalks of my youth were composed of an overstimulating hodgepodge of food stands, carnival games, and junk shops selling t-shirts with pithy slogans such as “one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor”…… Continue Reading →

The Endless Bummer – Part III

We took turns showering, the kids and Melinda going ahead of me so I could make sure the sand they brought back from the beach was at max levels in the bottom of the tub. But just as I’d availed myself of my bathing suit and started the water, Melinda stuck her head out from…… Continue Reading →

The Endless Bummer – Part I

On the big day, Melinda and I packed the car with the necessary beach provisions. Packing for any type of excursion is an exercise in blind anticipation, where you walk around the house looking at your stuff and guessing whether you’ll need it or not. Should we bring the waffle iron? Do you think the…… Continue Reading →

Top 5: My Greatest Hits Album

Holy crap, this is my 30th post. Since November, I’ve birthed 62,300 words out into the great abyss of the internet. That’s a couple fewer words than The Sun Also Rises; 16k more than ol’ Scotty wrote in The Great Gatsby. While it would be the humble thing to say I write for myself, that…… Continue Reading →

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