Hey! There was a luau in our building today. That is to say, a bunch of haoles wearing leis and possibly eating stuff with pineapple on it. It was someone on the first floor. They even had a grass skirt thing on their lanai railing. Cute.

Yesterday we went to the new place on the beach in Daytona called the City Walk. It was under construction last time we were here. It's still not quite finished. It's got a Coldstone and movie theaters and a Starbucks inside... and a bunch of empty spots. It's a big eyesore. It's a bunch of different colors, one of which is this nasty purple. We mostly walked along the boardwalk.

We played skee-ball and won Katie a necklace. Zac was good as gold; he hardly made a peep, even when his balloon popped.

We've been to the flea market a couple times, too. Tons of cool stuff, but jeez — people, the Civil War is over, put the damn Confederate flags away.

Our son is a chick magnet. You won't believe the attention he gets from girls. There were a bunch of teenage girls at our building today, sitting by the pool, and when we went for a walk on the beach, they all dissolved into giggles at the sight of him.

I'm tired. It's hot here. I forgot how hot it gets here.

I have to pack sometime tomorrow. Oh, god. I hate packing. Can I just cram stuff in a plastic bag?

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