I may be working, but I'm practically naked
Maybe it wasn't the wisest thing in the world to spend a few bucks to get online while I'm at the beach. Maybe it puts me back in contact with the world that, for a couple of days at least, I was avoiding so well. And maybe I have answered a few work and personal emails that could have just as easily gone unanswered. But I think I can be forgiven when you look at my work area:
There's only one thing wrong with this picture. See if you can guess what it is.
9 comments:
Umm...where's the beer?
Well done, Scott.
I was going to say that...or perhaps that it appears you are using a shell for a mouse?!
Nice. I feel relaxed now. Thanks.
i was gonna say you have your computer open at the beach, but then you wouldn't be able to post that photo, so we wouldn't be able to comment on what is missing, and really, that gets into some real deep shit...way too deep for the beach.
That's the most peaceful-looking hurricane I've ever seen.
what beach are you at? that looks AWESOME! ready to quit the corporate gig and write the next great novel at the beach? yeehaw
SOOOO jealous Reid! Hope y'all are having a great time.
Christian, that's not wrong at all. The shell is the mouse. It's like the Flintstones here. The computer is a giant clamshell.
MA, I was actually hoping everyone would feel sick with envy, but relaxed is good, too.
Doug, I don't know if you meant it this way, but I choose to read the "deep" part as a pun.
Hans, I took that picture in the eye of the storm.
PK, it's Emerald Isle, NC. Actually, in this picture, this is crowded for this beach. Your northeastern beaches with the boardwalks and human contact are foreign and scary to me.
Mary, you're VERY missed here. We're having as good of a time as we can without you.
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