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Wollaston


Wollaston Beach (across from the Clam Box) No idea why we look so wonky.
Originally uploaded by Jake Sutton.

The Clam Box


Clams are yummy
Originally uploaded by Jake Sutton.

DuDo’s


We have arrived
Originally uploaded by Jake Sutton.

Like a prom dress

We’re off to New England.

There’s an only slightly better than zero chance that I might touch a computer while I’m gone, so…

Tune in next week.

Beantown Trip

Posting will be light at best for the upcoming 10+ days, as The Wife and I are making a trip back to New England.

Here are the details that I know at the moment:

  1. We arrive in Boston on Tuesday, August 2.
  2. We’ll be staying at H’s uncle’s house in Randolph
  3. There are plans in place to see H’s friend Jill and her family Wednesday
  4. Thursday, we will be heading up to Maine to see H’s aunt and uncle, returning to Randolph early Saturday, probably.
  5. …?
  6. We come back home on Wednesday, August 10.

Big Fish, Little Fish

Thanks to spending my childhood summers in Destin, Florida — home of an annual “shark rodeo” (at least back then), and recently a fatal shark attack — I have actually seen more than a few extremely large sharks. While all of them were exceptionally impressive (especially the one that, in combination with a very large crowd, nearly brought down the weighing pier!), none looked quite as menacing as this thing caught near Martha’s Vineyard.

I actually think the perception is mostly based on the way the fish are handled. The boys running the shark rodeo in Destin were pure efficiency when it came to stringing even the most massive sharks onto the scales. Whereas, the folks in Oak Bluffs look like they have no effing clue what they are going to do next with their behemoth.