It’s an unwritten rule that when you take a family vacation to the beach, at some point you must get the family dressed up and head to the shore for the group pics. I used to dread this event. With. A. Passion. When the kids were younger I had to resort to scary big daddy voice in order to get them to line up and smile. I mean, smile at the same time. In the same millisecond. Instead of handing them a story to remember, I handed them a nightmare to run away from. It didn’t work out the way I wanted.
tequila sunrise
9 JulFriends, I’m in need of a little help. The National Lampoon’s Jones Family Vacation 2008 has crossed the midline, and I haven’t put together my Shoreline Sunset playlist yet.
Can you help a brother out? Please drop a comment below, and share your suggestions for me Jose and Juicy Lucy to enjoy the last few nights on the beach.
I’m out of words now…
joe dirt
8 JulThis part of the world is known as “The Redneck Riveria” and some days that name seems completely unfair. Then there comes a day like today, and you think “oh, yeah. totally earned.”
Sarabeth’s little oasis of solar recharging was invaded today by OPT (other peoples tunes). The tunes came with a crowd that hailed from Tennessee, and I think that they take a little Tennessee (circa 1985) with them wherever they go. Gold chains, man. They were wearing gold chains. One dude confidently sported white trunks… I guess they did go with his gold chain.












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