Observations

[larryJ]

As I have mentioned before, here is SoCal you can see almost anything that is unusual, weird, etc.  Some years ago, I went with my daughter to a country music concert near San Bernardino.  There were many acts and it was standing room only.  Unfortunately, the women's facilities crashed and was unusable.  Now...........for those of you that don't know.........at venues like stadiums, etc., the men's facility usually features a trough rather than individual urinals.  At this concert, all the ladies lined up along the wall inside the men's room, some trying very hard to look straight ahead, others openly staring, and almost all of them laughing as they waited to go back to where the toilets were whilst the men were all standing at the trough.  Where am I going with this?  A few years later, while attending a George Strait concert at the Forum in L.A., the line for the women's facilities was very long, as usual, while the men''s room featured no waiting.  As I approached the men's room, two teenage girls opted not to stand in line and made use of the men's room.  Why am I going through all of this?

Friday night, what my wife and I call date night, we went out to dinner.  Nothing fancy, just a seafood place that we went to last week.  Our booth was the last in line next to the restrooms.  I sat where I was facing the restrooms and noticed a young woman in a flowery, low cut top approach the ladies room.  Nothing unusual.  Until my wife commented that the woman was covered with tattoos over her entire chest, which she was showing a lot of.  Now, my interest is heightened as I waited to see this woman when she came out of the.....................................men's room?  What............how..............when did she go from the ladies room to the men's room?

The most PRICELESS part of this story, (bear with me), was that a young man was standing at the door of the men's room, which featured a lock, waiting his turn.  The lock clicked, he turned to enter, and out came the young women with tats all over her well exposed chest.  The look on his face was just downright hilarious!.  And then, he cautiously pushed the door open, peeking inside to see if there was going to be another one!  I was looking around to see if this was one of those TV shows like Candid Camera, or something.  

Only in L.A.!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Larryj

[larryJ]

Well, we are here.

Day 1..............no sunshine
Day 2..............no sunshine
Day 3.............lots and lots of sunshine.

Observation...................Why is it when a girl wears a dress or a top that shows some cleavage and the men look and they get that "What the heck are you looking at" stare--------and yet when the same girl shows up at the beach wearing next to nothing, far less than that dress or top, and the men look..............THEY DON'T SEEM TO MIND?

In examining the latest in beachwear, I have come to the conclusion that most of these girls and maybe some of the men might as well not be wearing anything at all.  And talk about wardrobe malfunctions...............one hour sitting on the beach here is about the same as leafing through a August issue of Playboy mag.  Why do they buy those suits if they don't fit properly..............not that I mind.  One big wave and it's "grab the camera, honey, looky there!"

Granddaughter #2 was okay the first two days, but then wanted to go home.  My brother-in-law was here and had to return  home yesterday, so he took her home. 

Larryj

[jarhead]

Quote from Larry:
Observation...................Why is it when a girl wears a dress or a top that shows some cleavage and the men look and they get that "What the heck are you looking at" stare--------and yet when the same girl shows up at the beach wearing next to nothing, far less than that dress or top, and the men look..............THEY DON'T SEEM TO MIND?



I know what you mean Larry. If I don't wear my suspenders and bend over and flash some crack---I mean "male cleavage" you would think I was some kind of perv--BUT--I can wear my leopard print G-string swimming trunks to the beach and all I hear is, "what a chunk---er--a--I mean --what a hunk "

[W. Gray]

Jarhead,

That would be a hunk of what??

[Judy Harder]

Maybe a hunk of BULL!............what a picture Jarhead, The string trunks just almost blinds me thinking what that would look like.
UGH! and shudder. Leave us guessing just a bit, please!................now if you were 9 months old, we may accept that......maybe not........but would be a cuter picture.....

[larryJ]

LOL, Jarhead, LOL!!!!!!!!

This should be in a "small world" thread, but here goes. 

These cottages on the beach are small one room affairs with a bathroom off the kitchen.  There are about 26 of these situated in two rows, offsetting so that each front door can see the ocean across the street.  During the summer, they are rented on a weekly basis.  There are two couples next door to me and my wife, bless her soul, manage to strike up a conversation with one of the gentleman this evening.  Turns out he was born in the same town in New Mexico that I was.............in the same year................attended the same schools.............knew most of the people whose names he and I could remember.  Small world.  Did I remember him?  Did he remember me?  NOPE

Larryj

[Ms Bear]

Larry, that is amazing.  Glad you are having a good vacation.

[sodbuster]

As of 5:29pm Central 8/18/2011 I noticed the following statistic on the forum:

Total Members: 666


I guess the Westboro Baptist church will be picketing the forum any minute.

David

[Diane Amberg]

I wondered if anyone else noticed.I was afraid to say anything.

[larryJ]

Well, we have returned.  My wife decided yesterday morning that we should leave on Friday night rather than Saturday morning........
her reasoning?  When you arrive at the cottages, you check in after 3 PM on Saturday, and when you leave, you check out at 10 AM on Saturday.  The problem is that you must leave the cottage as clean as it was when you got there.  So she felt that we should spend Friday afternoon packing and cleaning and go home avoiding the rush on Saturday morning.  So we are home. 

The observation?  I have always noticed that when I go on vacation somewhere it is nice and I see new things or go to familiar places and see old friends, or just enjoy the scenery like we did this week, and I'm not talking just about the beach fashions.  Just sitting observing the waves, the surfers trying to catch a wave, sail boats coming from the harbor (and, oh yeah, they have a bunch of tall ships also, watched them a few times going out in single file and then coming back in), meeting new people and as posted finding other people that you maybe used to know 40 years ago, but actually don't remember.  But, what I always notice is that I am glad to come home and sleep in my bed, drink coffee from my coffee pot and sit in my chair. 

I failed to mention in this thread when talking about this trip that the Oceanside pier is the longest pier on the West Coast, over 1900 feet long.  You can look it up if you want, just google Oceanside pier.  Also, the cottages where we stayed are also featured online.  They are called Roberts Cottages in Oceanside, CA.  The one we stayed in was a privately owned cottage and is cottage #20 and there is separate websites with pictures if you are interested.  Please note that this cottage is 12 x 24 and features a spiral staircase to the loft where there are two beds.  Getting back to the pier............we did walk it once to eat at the restaurant at the end of the pier.

Time for a second cup and get back to posting in "A Slice of Wry.)

Larryj