Poor Decisions.

So, there was this one time when I made a poor decision. Just the once...

One day in January, I went to Huntington beach. A couple of friends were flying in that night. After leaving the beach, because I was worried I would get a sunburn and ruin my weekend, I realized that I didn't have a place to change out of my swimsuit and into my clothes. In retrospect, the beach would have been the optimal option. It's normal for people to get undressed under a towel and shimmy their clothes on and off...but this didn't occur to me until much later. I drove around trying to decide what to do. In Utah there are several places where one could just use a gas station and be done with it. (And yes, I have used a public gas station restroom to change my clothes before going to a wedding.) Bathrooms are not as readily open to the public near the beach. And the issue of parking adds a whole other dimension.

To make a long story short, I did not get my hands on phone numbers I had hoped for. After driving around for a bit I ended up in Long Beach... in a parking terrace... This is where I decided to get undressed. There were copious amounts of people walking by. It seemed excessive for a weekday in such a ghetto area. Most people didn't seem to notice that I was changing my clothes. Or maybe that is just the story I have decided to go with to hold onto some self respect. I know I was caught by at least one individual... eye contact was made...but ah well...I gave them a story to exaggerate to their friends. As I walked out of the parking terrace I discovered the reason that there was so much people traffic...Farmers Market. Of course there is a weekday Farmers Market in the afternoon in the city they call Long Beach. What a good time and place for me to choose to disrobe.

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The practical obvious things...











The "Leave Britney Alone" Youtube Video...

Meg Ryan's plastic surgery...

My friends allowing this to be filmed.