Beach
or Mountains?
Beach. There’s something about the
sound of the surf, the tang of salt in the air--and half naked men on parade.
Always with the hope there will be more Gerard Butlers than Danny DeVitos…
Volleyball
or Surfing?
I’m really short so surf’s up, dude!
Bain
De Soleil or Coppertone?
Hawaiian Tropic—smells like a piña
colada and absorbs better.
Bikini
or one piece?
One piece—if I wore a bikini it would
cause a panicked stampede of bystanders screaming about Godzilla. Oh no, there goes Tokyo…
Atlantic,
Pacific or Mediterranean
Pacific. The West seems to always be
fresh, new, and open to possibilities. Then again, I haven’t been to the Med,
yet.
Whose
book (not one of yours) are you looking forward to reading this summer?
Neil Gaiman’s The Ocean at the End of the Lane. Pure fantasy always gets my own
muse fired up.
Jude Johnson
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