New Pal
Whoops, I forgot about this thing. Anywho, last night a few of us had the great idea of going to Golden Gardens for a sunset bonfire. Obviously, we needed some snacks. The clear choice was to go to an upscale Thai place for a sit down dinner at around 7:45 pm. Yum. So in the pitch black, our group of seven vowed to do a quick urban scour for burnable wood, liquor and chocolate. Two seconds from the restaurant we found an alley full of pallets, grabbed them and started calling each other in the phone tree notification strategy that we had agreed upon. We dropped off the pallets in front of condo numero uno and the team split up into flask filling departments, pallet loading departments and a candy contigent. The whole process took less then 30 minutes including the drive to fucking Ballard aka The Boonies. LOW AND BEHOLD, Golden Gardens is not the hippie/ weirdo station of our youth. No fires after 10:30, no fires on the sand, no drinking, no burning pallets or debris. . .in short, NO FUN! Luckily, they didnt confiscate our brewski or flask or candy supplies and we made a friend. This friend, I'll call him "Thor" was waiting on the beach in the dark with a small boat and a bag of beer and a cellphone with no juice. As it turns out, he lives on a sailboat and gets to and fro using a rowboat from the mooring buoy he calls home. What a guy!! So, we drank some beers with him and talked about the high profitability of soft wood work on boats until he found that it was time for him to set off into the murky waters. See ya later buddy, we waved and shouted as he rowed into the watery wilds.
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Super color scheme, I like it! Good job. Go on.
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