For everyone who wrote to me demanding to know where my funny and insightful posts from my vacation are (that would be, um, noboby), the sad fact is that we I left the laptop at the condo. And as tempting as it is to drive back to the beach and get it, I realized how impractical that is (if for nothing other than the cost of gasoline) and they are shipping it here.

So until then, tralala, I’ll try and sum up:

Left home and got stuck on highway behind a house.
Three hours later had a blowout, the tire was not worth saving.
Shopped.
Ate. Lots.
Beached.
Swam.
Ate. Lots.
Beached.
Napped.
Swam.
Went to the State Aquarium.
Ate.
Drank.
Saw Fireworks.
Drank. Some.
Ate. Lots.
Beached.
Swam.
Burned.
Packed.
Drove home. All tires worked as designed.
Slept.