How Many Kicks Does It Take To Get To The Center of A Soul?
My father used to say, "Insanity is doing the same thing again and expecting something different to happen". Well that certainly describes the weekend we all spent down at the Jersey Shore in the summer of 2011. Shore weekends used to be an explosion of happiness, an overflow of excitement from seeing old friends, and catching up.
This weekend was different. This felt more like an AA meeting being held at the bar.
The beach can be an amusement park for the senses, the majesty of the ocean, the beauty of the girls, the smell of sand and lotion. I saw none of that. I spent my days seeing people cry from a game of Asshole, and drink their sadness away in a plastic red cup. The shore weekend could have been inside of a cardboard box and the activity would have been the same...drink drink drink...smoke smoke smoke...
I also watched a man turn into the sun, then burn out to the point of sleeping in the bathtub. Jeff started preparing to drink at 10am, and was in full on raging mode by one. Nothing that bright can last, and he gave every ounce of his energy before collapsing and hibernating until the next day. I saw Jeff nude, Jeff in women's underpants, Jeff nude swimming in the water, and Jeff nude taunting the 16 year olds next door.
My only salvation were Nerf guns, ninja caltrops, and a dart gun shotgun. When faced with something scary and horrible, I regressed into a child. I need a vacation from my vacation.
This weekend was different. This felt more like an AA meeting being held at the bar.
The beach can be an amusement park for the senses, the majesty of the ocean, the beauty of the girls, the smell of sand and lotion. I saw none of that. I spent my days seeing people cry from a game of Asshole, and drink their sadness away in a plastic red cup. The shore weekend could have been inside of a cardboard box and the activity would have been the same...drink drink drink...smoke smoke smoke...
I also watched a man turn into the sun, then burn out to the point of sleeping in the bathtub. Jeff started preparing to drink at 10am, and was in full on raging mode by one. Nothing that bright can last, and he gave every ounce of his energy before collapsing and hibernating until the next day. I saw Jeff nude, Jeff in women's underpants, Jeff nude swimming in the water, and Jeff nude taunting the 16 year olds next door.
My only salvation were Nerf guns, ninja caltrops, and a dart gun shotgun. When faced with something scary and horrible, I regressed into a child. I need a vacation from my vacation.
Posted by Ryan at Thursday, August 11. 2011 
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Tags: beach nudity alcoholic alcohol drink marijuana smoke
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