Pensacola, The First Night
I would like to start this off by pointing out that B PUSHED me into the ocean. Where the sharks live. And that there were small soft-ish bits of seaweed that got stuck on my hair and clothes, which rendered me looking like a wet Mokey Fraggle.
Because of these actions, I was perfectly justified in practicing all of my throws on him. I am pleased to say that I remembered most of them. And that I invented a few brand new ones, all of which were perfectly useful in launching him into the water. A couple launched me with him, but it was great fun.
I would also like to point out that my camera is the awesome, and CAN take pictures of the moon.