Martini Cartwheels

Lots of things to blog about today after spending a day at the beach. Let's see now... There was the man in line at the snack bar, standing only inches in front of me, adjusting his junk as he waited to place his order. Mixed nuts anyone? The child that was with him must have thought she was at the movies as she was busy picking her seat just prior to placing her hands on the counter where the food orders are taken. Then there was the young gentleman on the beach whose profanity laced conversation had me a tad unnerved, especially since there was a woman and her elderly mother sitting only a few feet in front of him. He redeemed himself momentarily when the elderly woman, alone on the beach while her daughter was swimming, lost her umbrella after a gust of wind sent it flying.The f-bomber rushed in to help, but unfortunately bopped the senior on her head with said umbrella as he was trying to secure it to her chair. We later found out from her daughter that the woman was 95 yea...

So if I was in my living room watching the game, how could I be at Gillette Stadium taking pictures of Tom Brady? I took the bottom picture of the television with my Canon camera. I wasn't wearing a vest or a hat. And I didn't have the black camera strap around my neck. But it is still weird.

You can see a lot of interesting things at a State Fair. These alien dolls seemed a little out of place to me. Not as out of place however, as the beer bellied dude wearing a t-shirt that read "I'm Not A Gynecologist But I'll Take A Look." Funny, because I'm not a proctologist - but I can spot an ahole a mile away. Bet you meet a lot of women that way stud.

Bummer! While this person was sitting on the grass cracking jokes with a friend, our spy cam captured this shot. Ok, ok, not nice I know. Probably a new low, even for me. Butt it wasn't my idea - it was Stiffy's. And besides, wouldn't you feel a little breeze if your backside was exposed like this?

Showers, as in bridal and baby, are not my thing. There are only so many "ooohs" and "ahhhs" I can fake at one time. (Keep your minds out of the gutter people). Anyway, I know someone who recently went to a baby shower at which "games" were played. The only game I want to play at a shower is how many free Bloody Marys can I drink before they close up the bar. One of the games played at this event, and I swear I am not making this up, involved passing around a disposable diaper that was soiled with various kinds of chocolate bars. The object of the game was to guess the brands of the bars present in the mix. I would rather poke hot sticks in my eyes than go to a shower so maybe I should not be judgemental. But does anyone else find this strange? Has anyone heard of or played this game? And, if it is just me, do you think I should I adopt a form of this game to be played at The Wet Spot* this summer? *The Wet Spot, also known as the pool in my backyard, is ...

Can someone please tell me what the appeal of these American Girl Dolls are? I happened to go to a particular restaurant two times this month. And both times, there were girls with dolls everywhere - in the restroom, in the bar area, at the tables.   This picture is of the table that was next to mine. I think there were about five dolls sitting in the middle of the table while these folks ate.  Kind of creepy I thought until I went on the website today and saw they cost about a hundred dollars a head .  Then I wished I had kidnapped  several of the little freaky things and held them for ransom.