Thursday, December 3, 2009

The Rock House

The wife and I lived three blocks from the beach in Orange County for a year. Many nights we would pour ourselves glasses of wine and walk to the sand to watch the sun fade.

Some days I came home so whipped that I didn't say a word to anyone, changed into a swimsuit and walked to/into the water without so much as a towel to dry-off with.

For some reason this video brings it all back . . .

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