I just got back from a mini-weekend of sand, surf, and a sunshine (minus yesterday’s morning monsoon) in Seaside Park. Although I was trapped in the land of guidos and fistpumps, I got to spend time with some of my favorite people. We sauntered up and down the boardwalk, eating cones of Kohr’s custard and trying to conquer the claw machines and ring toss games.
I also got to play with Instagram, which is quickly replacing Angry Birds as my favorite app.
And, seeing as though I was on the Jersey Shore, I knew I had to take a photo of Karma. Only the sign for the dress code ended up being way more interested than the club itself:
I’m still convinced “Plain White Tee’s” is referring to the band and not the clothing article.
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