
At the moment, I am unable to upload a picture of my whereabouts (I believe there's a firewall in the way). Yet, I am at the ocean. I am calling myself a 2008 surprise for Alice, Charlie, and the seniors of Brown. I'm at my hotel and I slept like a baby. They have the most comfortable beds in the world, and the curtains create complete darkness at night.
Yesterday, I ran the beach. I walked the beach. I perused the local area and I drove to look at lifestyles of the rich and ridiculous. St. Augustine, Florida, remains one of my homes and I tabulated that I've done this trip for ten straight years.
This year, though, I do the trip on my own (but with the added surprise element that I won't be alone.

It's overcast this morning, but yesterday was all sun -- like tomorrow. It will hit 94 degrees today. I will drink more coffee and hit the sand. Life is not bland along the shores.
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