Sunday, July 17, 2005

HHI: Living and dying in 3/4 time

Day two at Hilton Head was a nice one. I finished one book (that I started yesterday) and started a new one. At the rate I'm going, I'll have to buy more books.

Due to some family members' preferences, this house is cold. Nova Scotia cold. And there's no use setting up camp at the other house because it's just as frigid over there (thanks to my mom). I'm freezing my baguettes off out here.

On top of that, something in the house is triggering my allergies. Someone discovered a cat bed here, so that's probably the culprit. I'd take copious amounts of Benadryl but A) I don't want to be doped up for the next fortnight and B) I don't want to risk pissing off Tom Cruise.

As I unpacked, I realized that I didn't bring my binoculars, which is too bad because there's an abundance of cute, toned sheilas at the tennis courts next to the house. Damn you privacy hedge! It's just as well. I'll be just that less creepy.

Uncle Chuck prepared tonight's dinner: ribs and beer can chicken. He's a veteran of four barbecue boot camps (Steven Raichlan even gave him his PhG - Doctorate of Grilling), so you know it was good. Capping off the meal was Uncle Mike's homemade ice cream. Good stuff.

2 comments:

thse said...

No binoculars? I'm guessing you didn't remember to bring a camera with a telephoto lens and super high speed shutter.

I am deeply disappointed. Binoculars should've been at the top of your packing list. Before underwear and waaaay before books.

Micah said...

I'm sorry I let you down. I've got no excuse. I'll try to snap some candids for ya.