Nekkid.

Are all island beaches in New England clothing optional? I mean, this is the second time we’ve gone to a beach like this and gotten the “Behold my Wang” show. Not that this is a problem, I just had no idea in my little sheltered world that the edges of the islands of New England are nekkid zones. Speaking of which, we went out to the beach on Block Island this weekend with Doug and Michelle. A good time was had by all.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory rocks my world. Johnny Depp is perfect in his Michael Jackon-esque role as a reclusive freako, and the movie has a rich and buttery visual feel … with lots of surreal moments that had me laughing (all alone) in the theatre. Loved it.

Doug heard me babbling about the new Cormac McCarthy book, and picked it up for me. From the first pages, I’m blissed out:

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. I dont know what them eyes was the windows to and I guess Id as soon not know. But there is another view of the world out there and other eyes to see it, and that’s where this is goin. It has done brought me to a place in my life I would not of thought Id of come to. Somewhere out there is a true and living prophet of destruction and I don’t want to confront him. I know hes real. I have seen his work. I walked in front of those eyes once. I wont do it again. I wont push my chips forward and stand up and go out and meet him. It aint just bein older. I wish that it was.

Mmmmmmmm.

Purchased “Grand Theft Auto, San Andreas.” This is the game that recently left the shelves of the respectable and god fearing stores of the world because there’s a sex scene buried in there. The game without the sex scene features drive by shootings, sex in cars with prostitutes, drugs, and beating people to death with baseball bats. I have no idea how a little sex makes it any worse, but there you go. Remember kids: Violence good, sex bad. Anyway, I bought a copy before they issue a wussed down version, in some vague feeling that I was showing solidarity with the righteous folks of the world. Really, I just want to play the game.

Nearly done with the book about my former high school classmates. More on that later.

Tomorrow, I plan to harvest some pumpkin blossoms and deep fry and eat them. A rare and special delicacy…pumpkin blossoms. Life is good.