Catalina!

This past weekend, Wilhe and I went to Catalina to celebrate her grandma's 90th birthday. Yeah, 90. Apparently, the first time the family went to Catalina was to celebrate her 80th birthday, and they've just gone back every summer since. Anyway, here are the highlights:

• Tim and I losing any form of knuckle hair we once had before BBQ-ing some sweet chicken goodness
• Watching Tim flip his kayak over as soon as he got in it
• Flipping my own kayak over, losing a $4.50 pair of sunglasses in the process (may Davy Jones wear them in style)
• Watching Geoff and Tim flip Sam over in his kayak
• Having a toddler come up to me and say "Here is some sludge. Wallow in it." -- At this point, I'm not sure if I should just laugh it off, or be afraid that an evil mastermind genius villain has been born, and has his sights set on me.
• Having dinner with about 90 people related to Wilhe's family in a restaurant with maximum occupancy 75.
  
• Dancing with my wife to 80's and 90's music at Club Chi. Catalina must not get music until about 10 years after the mainland. That's the only logical explanation I can come up with.
• Having people rest on the back of our chairs on the Catalina Express on the way back, being as loud and obnoxious as any loud or obnoxious person could be. It was so bothersome, that it caused the lady next to us to abandon her child and belongings immediately to find a seat somewhere else so she could finish reading her book.
• Arriving home and relaxing with my wife for 2 hours before we went to sleep to start a whole new week of work.