After her third 12 hour shift, The Gorgeous Blonde had to go get her hair did and I drove her because sleep deprivation kills. While she got her hairs did, I walked the mean streets of Port St. Joe and met a handful of people who made me fall a little more in love with the area. I'll cover that later this week on coffeebeachtime.
For the uninitiated, Port St. Joe is a neighbor to Mexico Beach about 10 miles away and part of the whole Forgotten Coast.
|Here is a picture of a bird.|
I keep seeing emails signed best regards. If you want me to take you seriously as an adult, never do that. You come across as a moron who is trying to sound smart. That's my job.
I need a nap.