So this is how it's going to be-- some shots will be forced upon you and others you can choose to view by clicking on them. I have decided to impose my artsy farsty shot of a rainbow kite on you. Just in case you're getting the impression that the event was at all gay friendly, let me point out that there were also plenty of Shameful Anachronisms--oops!--Confederate Flags riding the breeze and saying nothing and everything at the same time.
Meat on a stick is a more impressive feat.
Check it out: ARCHES bigger than CHILDREN. I couldn't believe how unimpressed this kid was. His dad kept pointing out the arches and saying, "Look, they actually got the sand to arch! See how there's nothing under it? Isn't that amazing?" And the kid just looked at him and said, "Yeah, but aren't we getting corn dogs?" Note to self: go to the Taj Mahal alone.
Oh my Goth!
Speaking of unimpressed kids, did you know that angst goes to the beach too? These two lovely tortured souls strained to illustrate dramatic contrast by scowling at the sun-leathered crowd, no doubt pitying us for the shallowness of exclaiming over sand at a beach. God!
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