cam killer

So, on Thursday morning, after having slept for a few hours, I decided to hit the beach early in order to maximize my limited time in South Beach. The previous night's beers were still with me, but I still managed to grab all the beach essentials.

I grabbed a Borders plastic bag to shove in all my stuff since I didn't bring my messenger bag with me. I threw in my cell phone (in case someone called and decided to talk with me), a tin of Altoids gum (in case someone walked over and decided to talk with me), our brand new digital camera (so I could have proof that someone decided to talk with me), and a bottle of water (in case I got parched from all the talking).

I secured a nice spot on the beach with maximum scoping capabilities, placed my rainbow colored blanket on the sand, and sat down and waited for all the chatting to begin. My homeless friend came over and chatted with me a bit, but I was hoping to chat with the hottie with the ink sitting a few spots away from him. Oh well.

I laid down and pulled my cell phone from the bag and placed it under my neck so I could feel it vibrate. Beep-Beeep-Beep-Beeep. My phone doesn't beep, it buzzes. Beep-Beeep-Beep-Beeep. Looked at my neighbor but he made no move to answer his phone. Beep-Beeep-Beep-Beeep. Damn that was annoying; I wished someone would answer their damn phone or at least change its settings to vibrate.

My Honey showed up a few hours later and joined me. He asked me if I had gum and I told him to look in the Borders bag. He pulled out the tin of gum and asked me if I wanted water from the overpriced food stand. "No, I have a bottle in the bag." He informed me that the bottle in the bag was empty. That's unpossible, I didn't drink any.

He pulled out the empty bottle and the cam and I watched in dismay as water dripped down his wrist from the battery pocket. FUCK! He turned it on and it went Beep-Beeeee ... silence. Somehow the bottle of water seeped its contents into the Borders bag and drowned our brand spanking new camera. The camera was pleading for its life but I ignored its cries. I am a camera ... killer.

I managed to take a few pics with my cell phone ...
hot, hot, scary.

The gum was curiously strong and survived the drowning.