For some reason, there is this mythological romantic, almost magical alure that the ocean holds over people. The rhythm of the waves, the peaceful sounds of the seagulls. The majesty of being one with ocean while surfing, and the quiet of the air, the sand getting in every nook and cranny, the uncertainty of what the heck is that? that isn’t sand? The sun pounding down on you through the water straight to your pale skin, burning it to a red, irritated, lava hot crisp. The wave that drags you under choking the life out of you only to bring you back up, so it can pull you back down and torture you to within a breath once more. The disgusting taste of a fishy dish with waaaay too much salt on it. By the way, whoever is in charge of the filtering of the ocean needs to be fired. That stuff is way too salty. Let us revel in the bitterness of the ocean and all other H2O’s as we present the Bitter Water Friday Giftures.
Do you know what is better than ocean water for spills…
Speaking of frozen…
Before we get back to the bitterness of warm water…
I nominate this guy…
And this guy….
Here’s some pool etiquette for you…
Speaking of waterslides…
Speaking of sharks…
And if you happen to run into one…
Speaking of sharks that fly majestically in the air…
And speaking of the best kind of transportation across the ocean…
Speaking of trending….
And last, speaking of things that will never happen…
Well, that was a lot of speaking of’s transitions today. So sorry you had to endure all of those. Like so so sorry. Can you feel the sorriness in my voice? Because it is so totally there. Just like I’m sure the ocean is so totally sorry for all the saltiness and the waves are so sorry they knocked you down. And like water is so totally sorry for spilling on your jeans in just the right space for someone to see you looking like you peed your pants. And like I’m so totally sorry I have to go now, because pizza.
ARRRRRGGGHHHHHH gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..
Bitter Waterlogged Ben