so i’m sitting in the alley, typically…

it’s hot, and dub and breezes are wafting around. this i am all for. oddly appropriately, sand is everywhere. you go to the beach for one little day, and sand follows you around the rest of the summer. there is sand on my computer! i did not take my computer to the beach, i am not that guy. i am, however, the guy who is forgetting about the sand by shaving all old school. with a brush. and a three blade xi-tech-duper razor. could i get more hemingway if i was slugging mojitos and beating on sharks?