24 July ‘07
Tuesday
With the rain letting up a little, we braved it and ran for the toad…we’re getting out of here. We didn’t have a destination but we were out and looking for just anything but staying home, looking out of the window and watching more of the rain. I guess we were fed up with eating at home as well, as the first thing we did was look for a sea food restaurant. I don’t know what took us into Mikes Sea-food and Market, but that’s were we stopped. You know how you determine how good a restaurant is by the amount of people eating…well we couldn’t see inside to tell so we decided to “chance it”. Rap one up for the “chancers”…it was really good, fact is we decided to return today as well. Getting back to yesterday, after finishing lunch we drove the beaches all along the ocean side of the peninsula until we found just the right one to explore. The sun was nicely warming while we walked the beach watching the surf crashing onto the sand. The surf was so strong, because of the weather pattern we had just gone through, it sounded like the constant roll of thunder during one heck of a storm. We really did enjoy the walk but all good things have to come to an end. This end took us down the street to the movie theater. We quickly looked over the marquee and made our choice…”HAIRSPRAY”. Everything we had heard about Hairspray was true…it was really enjoyable and made you want to sing and dance through the isles of the theater. After dancing out to the car I got to thinking about someone that I had heard was living here in Ocean Shores and as it would have it, was the bass player in the “Frantics” (the band that I was a part of while in high school). Sitting there in the parking lot I picked up my cell phone and dialed Jim’s number. The phone rang and rang before Jim Manolides picked it up and said “Hi Joel”…those damn phone ID’s… Jim was just heading out to the casino to buy some of those ---- cigs so we decided to meet each other there in 20 minutes. It had been 47 years (the best I can recollect) since I last saw him. We were going to meet in the bar and I happened to get there first. All the tables were filled when Jim walked in. This guy with a full gray beard, wearing a wide brimmed hat, glasses, and looking a little older than the last time we saw each other walked right on by me. When I called out to him as he walked by the second time all he could say was “where’s all your hair?”. BALD !!!
Tuesday
With the rain letting up a little, we braved it and ran for the toad…we’re getting out of here. We didn’t have a destination but we were out and looking for just anything but staying home, looking out of the window and watching more of the rain. I guess we were fed up with eating at home as well, as the first thing we did was look for a sea food restaurant. I don’t know what took us into Mikes Sea-food and Market, but that’s were we stopped. You know how you determine how good a restaurant is by the amount of people eating…well we couldn’t see inside to tell so we decided to “chance it”. Rap one up for the “chancers”…it was really good, fact is we decided to return today as well. Getting back to yesterday, after finishing lunch we drove the beaches all along the ocean side of the peninsula until we found just the right one to explore. The sun was nicely warming while we walked the beach watching the surf crashing onto the sand. The surf was so strong, because of the weather pattern we had just gone through, it sounded like the constant roll of thunder during one heck of a storm. We really did enjoy the walk but all good things have to come to an end. This end took us down the street to the movie theater. We quickly looked over the marquee and made our choice…”HAIRSPRAY”. Everything we had heard about Hairspray was true…it was really enjoyable and made you want to sing and dance through the isles of the theater. After dancing out to the car I got to thinking about someone that I had heard was living here in Ocean Shores and as it would have it, was the bass player in the “Frantics” (the band that I was a part of while in high school). Sitting there in the parking lot I picked up my cell phone and dialed Jim’s number. The phone rang and rang before Jim Manolides picked it up and said “Hi Joel”…those damn phone ID’s… Jim was just heading out to the casino to buy some of those ---- cigs so we decided to meet each other there in 20 minutes. It had been 47 years (the best I can recollect) since I last saw him. We were going to meet in the bar and I happened to get there first. All the tables were filled when Jim walked in. This guy with a full gray beard, wearing a wide brimmed hat, glasses, and looking a little older than the last time we saw each other walked right on by me. When I called out to him as he walked by the second time all he could say was “where’s all your hair?”. BALD !!!