In San Diego, it's illegal to drink alcohol on the beach.
"WHAT?!????" You might be thinking, and I agree.
What else is there to do at the beach in Southern California? Besides drink alcohol and make a bonfire?
|Click on the photo of sand on MM's body for credit.|
Well, in 2008, my friends and I did all of that. But we were clandestine. We put our wine in styrofoam cups. Gross! (Desperate times call for desperate measures.) But that's not the point of this story.
The point of this story is how when you're doing something "ILLEGAL"...and you're normally a RULE FOLLOWER...like me...you freak out when the five-oh drive by and you could just be NORMAL but because you're doing something ILLEGAL you're afraid you might crack and blurt out something like, "WE'RE DRINKING WINE!"
But you restrain yourself. Because. You're COOL.
|Us. Wine. Styrofoam cups. Me. Resisting the urge to OUT ourselves to the Po Po in the white truck.|
Yah... You're cool like that.