Last leg.

The drive to Monterey, on the other hand, was beautiful, if scary, much how I imagine a Great White shark must look, Monterey Aquarium. Kat was a champ on the terrifying turns leading up to Big Sur.

We went to the Monterey aquarium yesterday, which I have been looking forward to ever since they started showing Great White sharks years ago. They had just snagged another in August, so I was SO EXCITED to see it. Excited enough to pay thirty dollars to be admitted to an aquarium. As fate would have it, they had released the Great White three days ago. I was incredibly disappointed and sadly died of despondency. Here’s a picture of some dumb eel skeleton or some shit. Whatever, Monterey.

Sighosaurus. I miss these jerks already. If there are two funnier, smarter, or kinder folk in all the universe, well, I simply won’t hear it. I’m preemptively sticking cotton balls in my ears to prevent that moment from ever occurring. Zombie apocolapse of good vibes.

Slingblade Likes Ice Cream Mhmm OR What Is the Sound of Luckyshirt Unfollowing Me

Taught him everything he knows about s’mores.

Marshmallow roasting incantation.

Story time.