A Beach Tale
It was Bob's turn to monitor the breakfast buffet, a job he felt wasted his many finer skills...
After dining, it was time for some sight-seeing. Unfortunately, everyone had a different idea of where to go first...
The only thing they could agree on was heading back to the hotel..
...leaving Bob alone. Which is what he wanted in the first place.
The End
Look for me a the ALCS game tonight. I'll be the one wearing a dark blue Rays shirt, ringing a cow bell, hollering at the top of my lungs. Well, what passes for the top of my lungs these days--my voice still hasn't recovered from the ALDS.
GO RAYS!!!