i've discovered the secret

to making sunday at bea bearable. the key is to start drinking the free champers before noon. for real, the day flew by, i could hardly believe it. probably the most entertaining thing about the weekend was the german guy in the next booth over. he wore shiny lame (french accenty thing) pants with a large floral print on them. all three days, in a row. on the first day, my cheeky monkey of a uk colleague says (obviously mocking him): nice trousers.
crazy german guy: oh, thank you. i got them at h&m for only $20.
cheeky monkey: are you sure they weren't in the women's section?

i also had the best crab ever at crisfield in maryland. so yum.