A Dreadful Sand Burial

A couple of weekends ago, a few friends came out to visit me. Being the kind host I am, I treated them to a trip to the beach. Being the mischievous friends they are, they buried me and left me to die....


Okay, so now for the real story. I felt like digging a hole so I did. I dug it as deep as it could go (due to water) and dug it big enough for me to get in:



I then had my friends carefully bury me while I held my breath so my chest took up as much volume as possible (so I could breath when I was buried). Needless to say after you see the last photo, I needed help to get out and it was not as nice of a process as getting in.

Ghetto Redneck Scenery

I was driving to Tampa this past weekend and came across this scene on the side of the Interstate 4, between Orlando and Tampa. I'm not sure what a bunch of buried RV's and mobile homes is supposed to represent or advertise, but there it is. What really disturbs me is this was something intentionally planned and probably cost a pretty penny to set up. Who in their right mind decides one day, "Hey, I'm going to bury a bunch of old RV's as a landmark." Perhaps this little sight will make it to the Off-beat tourist attractions site.

This kid might have been me...

I found this youtube video of 2 kids, brother and sister, who go absolutely ecstatic over a Nintendo 64. While the kid may not have been as excited over a remote controlled car, I think back to the times when I got ecstatic over a pair of socks (no joke, it's on video). I was easy to please, and I still am. I don't know about you, but my response to a remote controlled car wouldn't have been, "Oh, it's a remote controlled car....thank you Santa." Enjoy this short video.