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This post is for Jeremiah

Jeremiah, here is your blog post.

I am sans new material, as I am currently basking in the sun (ok, well not as we speak since it's dark out, but I was, and will continue to tomorrow) in the state of QR on the island of Cozumel, in the country of Mexico. The next 6 days will entail much Corona, with equal amounts of ocean, sunshine, snorkeling, and food.

I was sans new material to this point because I was slaving away at work attempting to get caught up so I could spend a week doing the aforementioned fantastic things.

Just to make you feel a little better about not being here with me, I promise to do the following:

1) I promise to think about you for at least 1 second per beer I consume. In which case, you're pretty much all I'll be thinking about whilst I am here.
2) I promise to snicker a little bit as I get tan thinking about how if it were you in the sun all day, you would probably resemble a lobster.
3) I promise not to promise any carnivorous water dwelling animals seen while I am snorkeling that I'm bringing you here next time...as bait.

Comments

  1. GravesMarch 12, 2009 at 8:06 PM

    Okay...this shall pass as new material.

    Enjoy the Coronas, my friend...I can only assume you'll return with many intriguing tales from your adventures south of the border.

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