Fascination at Nantasket
Visited Nantasket Beach this weekend; icy swimming, penny arcade, hung around with several thousand people on the packed beach which usually I find intolerable but this weekend I was just so glad to take a break, my usual crowded-beach irritability giving way to patience. I didn’t find the party dude keg cup tent obnoxious, instead, I declared to Tim I could probably get us in by showing them my tattoo. We sat on the rocks and watched two kids race RC cars through the puddles for a solid half hour. I never eat ice cream anymore, and I did that. My skee ball skills were exceptional, and I won enough tickets to buy a finger trap and a whoopie cushion, which is great, because my last one broke from overuse (RIP Somerville Good Times). Also purchased a terrific print of the aforementioned “Fascination” bingo marquis from a shop that advertised its carousel sponsorship program with the unfortunate slogan, “Say it with a brick.”
