look! it's a ufo!

so the brothers and i had a good time on our little road trip down to the beach.

yes, we did see a ufo, or at least a very shiny plane, and tim played dj for a little while and then we listened to some big-band-era jazz.

i think i won't be able to live any longer without regina specktor's album in my life. but i've got to wait until i get home on wednesday to buy it, unfortunately.

and now, the beach, thank goodness. life is always so much better on the beach. if i ever moved out of the mountains i would have to come here. none of this flat ground, no water business.

it's just the family and the noise and the fact that it takes us 30 minutes to start a movie. every time all 15 of us get settled onto the couch and floor, someone has to go to the bathroom or turn the fan down or shift positions so they can see the tv or turn the light's off, but then grandpa protests saying that the girlfriends have got to behave if the lights are off and then makes some comment about "i'm just a dirty old man." grandma protests "robert!" and someone presses play and everyone shushes them. it's the best kind of chaos.

but. it's time to go outlet shopping. and since i actually have a little money in my pocket i'm pretty excited about it.