For the Super, it’s all about going to the beach . . .
[Ever been peed on by a moth? Enjoying a lie down on Roy’s swing chair this morning when I felt water hit my leg. Since the swing has a canopy, I wondered where it came from? Look at the upper left hand side – a moth as big as a Buick! At first I thought it was a bat! On a lighter note, Roy bought a Google Chromecast yesterday. The three of us spent a couple of hours trying to get it to work this morning. Finally, the Super called Grandson Tom at Purdue and he had us up and running in a couple of minutes! When are they going to make this stuff “senior user friendly”????? Oh, the Super got the gecko photo!]
[Say, would you bring me something cool in a glass – and then massage my feet?]
[After a long day circling the island, a day for sticking close to home . . . and visiting Roy’s nearby beach.]
[Roy grew up in Edinburg, Texas, about 20 miles from Mexico, and went to Pan American University there. His hat reflects his cultural heritage – half Texican, half Mexican. His German heritage is reflected in his ability to grill brats.]
[The beach is called White Sands or Magic Sands. There’s also a third name I’ve forgotten.]
[Hey, how ’bout lunch at Sam Choy’s – great views!]
[Roy held some sort of sea creature in his tongs; the Super took a couple of photos below.]
[Then, back home for dinner? See, I can’t be held solely responsible for my current girth.]
[Too much leg?]
[Too much schmaltz?]
[Too much botany?]
Hey, people who travel with their bed pillow. You look insane. ~ Jim Gaffigan
Up next: Girls’ basketball tournament.