So the rumors are true -- today I turn the big 2-5. A quarter of a century! To celebrate, I invited a few friends down to the beach for a weekend of fun times. Yesterday, after maybe an hour on the beach, we had scared away anyone within 1/2 a mile of us rowdy homosexuals.

We're having a fabulous time. I've introduced Nat -- my British classmate at Michigan -- to Southern fried food. We had hush puppies dipped in honey butter last night at a restaurant that my family's been going to for at least the last 15 years. They were delicious, as was my platter of various fried seafood meats. Mmm... clogged arteries...

Here are a few snapshots of our beachiness to whisk you away to the ocean!

Hark, I see a gaggle of gays on the horizon!