3 little birds-i mean words

and they are:

deep sea fishing

The 17 of us embarked on Captain Long's vessel - the New Billy Boy, out of Little River, in North Myrtle Beach, SC.

We were 30 miles out in the Atlantic.

And then we fished.

Well, actually, I tried to fish but the unending dry heaves impeded my efforts at enjoyment.

So I think I was made to pay the price for not making it to worship services on this sabbath day.

No one's perfect.

Zero sleep the night before. A ton of driving. Huge storm while on the freeway. Chunk of change out of pocket. Fishing hook in the arm. One of the only ones not to catch a baby shark. And it was still a cool trip, overall.

hallows? deathly?

Dear Hollywood,

Generally speaking, you suck.

Dear Warner Bros.,

Congratulations on the future record for highest grossing movie of all time.

Dear David Yates,

As of right now, sir, you are THE MAN (in my opinion).

Dear Emma Watson,

I would look for horcruxes with you anytime. I mean it.

Dear Harry/Daniel,

Good job buddy, but I think you should just retire now.

Dear kid who played Ron Weasley,

Well done my friend, but no more movies for you either.

Dear Mrs. Rowling,

I pretty much think you lucked out with the franchise...but whatever.

Dear fans of Hogwarts,

I know you are all sad that it's over, but deal with it.

* If you can't tell, I thought highly of the last installment of this series. There has been few movies in a series made with more art, skill, and craft than what I watched happen in 3 dimensional specs on 7/15/11 at 12:12 a.m.

"... it never seemed so strange ..."

So far this July has been full of:

- rain

- humidity

- getting sunburned

- michael jordan dvd's

- Cars 2

- driving an hour to do an 8 hour install

- almost dying on the freeway

- restaurant food/leftovers

- mad volleyball competitions

I'm sure there's much more to come ...