Overheard at the Beach

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The Traffic Lets Up, But Breathing Becomes Difficult

Guy on cell: When the freeway ends, turn left...Yes, the freeway ends....Because the continent ends, dipshit.

--Hermosa Beach, California

Mom's Backup Plan Was to Pretend to Drown

Girl: Am I going to have big boobs?
Flat-Chested mom: Um, probably not.
Girl: But boys like big boobs!
Flat-Chested mom: Only dumb boys do, because only dumb girls have big boobs.
Girl, after thinking for a minute: Grandma has huge ones.
Flat-Chested mom: Ooh, look at the pretty birds!

--Panama City Beach, Florida

via Overheard at the Beach, Aug 25, 2006

God Lifeguards Summers So He Can Work on His Tan

Lifeguard on megaphone: Attention, beach-goers, due to the sunset, you must get out in 5 minutes or else we will turn the waves off.
Girl: Oh my God! Is he serious?!

--Huntington Beach, California

via Overheard at the Beach, Aug 19, 2006


and the best


They're Not Pregnant -- It's Just the Parasites

Guy: I wouldn't go in the water if I was you.
Girl: Why?
Guy: I think there's something in there that makes you pregnant.
Girl: Why do you say that?

Guy points to large group of pregnant women.

Girl: Oh...

--Coralville Reservoir, Coralville, Iowa

via Overheard at the Beach, Aug 18, 2006

My kitty being cute

This is just a small post with a small picture. Our cat Maverick decided to imitate my desktop picture the other day we took a picture. Mel and Colleen, knowing your innate abhorrance of anything feline, you might not want to look - it might be took much kittiness for you. ;)

On Being a Foodie

I signed off my last post on my way to dinner - grilled shark steaks. We've been trying to eat more fish since they are high in Omega-3s and lower in fat than red meat, so when we saw black-tip shark steaks on sale we got two thinking this would be a wonderful way to continue our adventure into the brine. This, however, was a huge mistake. Even though we marinated them for 45 minutes and grilled them over appropriate heat for the designated amoumt of time, they turned out rubberier than chewed-up tires under the monkey bars. Actually I think some forms of rubber would have been tastier than these steaks. Needless to say after about two bites we threw them out and made grilled cheese sandwichs.

Well, we were a bit dicouraged by this attempt and staved off the seafood for a while. In the meantime we bought a marinated tenderloin - yes the entire tenderloin, which, for those of you who don't know, is quite a chuck-o-pork. Gene brought home some fresh asparagus, and we cut the tenderloin in half and then in small, cicular cutlets, which, yes, we again grilled along with the asparagus. On a whim I decided to make a hollandaise sauce. Now don't get all "oh" and "ah" here - it's uber simple - like butter, eggs, and lemon juice simple. How that sounds retched, but it tastes really good! When I plated up the tenderloin cutlets and asparagus with the hollandaise, Gene said, "Wow, this looks like a restaurant meal." Um, yup.

So tonight we have grilled salmon in order to meet our at least once a week fish quotient. It was good - we should have had rice though, damn empty cabinets!

So,yeah, that was my venture into the world of the foodies for the week. Now it's peanut butter and nutella since we're running out of food and can't go shopping until Friday. sigh.

Updates and a small rant on book prices

Okay, so it's been almost a month since I last blogged...and nothing important or even stimulating has really happened. Lots of little irratations, but by the time I got back to my comptuerto whine about them, they didn't seem so important anymore. Basically since my Grad class finished I've just been doing a whole lot of sewing and not much else. We've been visiting everyone everywhere all summer, so it was kinda nice to have a week or two when I didn't have to do anything.

I did go down to Des Moines this past week to do yet more sewing with my mother, and on the way back stopped in Ames to buy my books for the fall Grad class I'm taking. Here is where my rant will begin. Well there were 13 books - 13 - for one class. One Grad class - damn early American literature. I didn't even know there was that much written in or about American between the Puritans and the Civil War! I thought we were busy rebeling and colonizing and killing off the Native Americans and crap. So I dropped $130 for one class. I realise I really shouldn't be complaining since one Grad level science textbook probably costs $130, but I still feel ripped off.

Otherwise - that's about it. I'm going to start getting ready for school soon, and that will be a whole heap-o-fun, so I'll probably blog more about that when it happens. Otherwise - it's time for supper - grilled shark steaks :) ummmmm.