Oxnard

 

It would be a stretch to say that this trip was wilderness or adventure-related. We planned on surfing Rincon, but the weather refused to cooperate. Lopez fished for a few minutes, so there you go.

We spent a couple of nights at the beach house in Oxnard, focused primarily on the consumption of alcoholic beverages. We celebrated Lakshan’s 33rd birthday with a delicious carrot cake, and I ate a raisin to commemorate this joyous occasion. Jasmine did a wonderful impersonation of a bag of groceries, by riding in the basket of a tricycle. We all chipped in and bought Lakshan an acid-washed denim jacket from Miller’s Outpost.

And the dead bunny? I found that on my doorstep not too long ago, and have been looking for an excuse to put it online.

 
 
 

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