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I offer you a few of the memories, thoughts, and learnings I took away from the 4th

• Arriving at 6:00 AM before closed gates to see most of the fire pits already snatched up.
• Wondering when the sun would finally show up, only to burn myself in unusual places despite the liberal and repeated application of sunscreen.
• “Wiener” – can this word ever be overused in such a setting? The innuendo permeated the day, even the phallusies were funny
• Discovering that the “sex secrets” that may “shock” or “freak” the readers of Cosmo, met a rather blasé response from the beach swankers – though, it was fun to figure out who were the excessively orgasmic women on the beach (one in fifty, we probably have one that posts here on the boards – statistically speaking anyway).
• S’mores – a great sticky way to attach more sand to your already sunscreen & sand encrusted body
• Furniture makes a good fire
• It sure was funny watching the tent from a neighboring camp blow across the beach – that is until our own canopy took flight and impaled itself on a surf board
• The distinct lack of Croissants
• Fireworks and the “Angel of Death” effect of the accumulating smoke layer
• Fireworks on the beach bringing back memories of Luminaria
• Accidental reclining chairs – because you really just wanted to lie down anyway
• Non-folding chairs – waiting to hear if Tramspotter took a torch to them yet
• Wire hanger skews with fluer-de-lies handles – amazing no brandings or piercings took place – or did they?
• Winds so relentless that plates became a liability – taking suicidal flight into the fire before they could be filled
• A warning to all swankers - Caution Hot Ass