I’m on day eight (Seven? Nine? What week is it?) of a two week beach bender, and I’m currently on a couch in the Welcome Center of our resort using the WiFi to post a quick shout out to my homies (That’s you.) in the Real World.  After spending so many days sand encrusted and sunscreened, sitting in this air conditioned lobby with the faux potted trees and gold gilded lamps with my flip flops and bathing suit on just feels wrong.  Not to mention the fact that going eight full days without even looking at a www dot anything makes for quite an avalanche of information once you finally log on.  I think I’ve broken my Google Reader with my blatant neglect.

Don’t stop checking in though, because I’ll be back soon.  And HOO BOY do I have some stories for you.  I’ll just leave it at that.  Because I like to know that back at home, my beach compadres are sweating it a little.