Sea food eat food...

And so finally the sand is flowing like the wind through my pubes...a veritable pulled pork festival replete with Dogfish Head beer and raspberry-chocolate cheesecake ice cream. I plan on not being able to see my feet by the time I return on Saturday.  Hopefully the tour de Chasm will burn off my flab-o-lanch in time for Thanksgiving.

-solongdong out.