My eldest son used to jump up in my bed when he was around 2 years old and carefully pile every pillow in the house on top of me. As I lay there, pleasantly smothered I could here his little voice asking me...

"...are you BASHED, daddy?...you BASHED?"



Wednesday, August 31, 2005

RED TIDE BLUES



















Well Mary and I made it out to the beach today - I has been one month since we've been there - and STILL the RED TIDE has control. It has gotten so bad out there that they have labelled a 5 X 20 mile stretch off our coast THE DEAD ZONE - no marine life whatsoever.

It is very sad...but we made the most of the day...gathering shells and taking some interesting pics. Click HERE for more pictures but be warned they are kinda nasty!

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