Sailing, Ceviche, and Jack..

...haha Johnson that is. Every summer I try to make it to at least one outdoor concert, under the stars. Last night Jam and I went to see Jack Johnson perform in Orange County (which meant plenty of Valley girls.."eww look at this line..like gag me with a chopstick [sic]!). You really can't beat watching the sun set on the Saddleback Mountains and being lazy lawn bums on a perfect Southern Californian night. While Jack's music isn't complicated, it's an awesome way to relax and chill out and the perfect end to a very lazy, One Barrel n' Coke weekend. In fact, Jack seemed to be in the spirit of many of his listeners...he was so high he forgot lyrics to two of his songs;)

Jammy Jam is back in town (as I alluded to before) and the "Belizeanness" of the apartment has reached an all time high. I think speaking Creole loudly while drinking rum and spilling Ceviche all over my apartment is a new favorite hobby: "I noh 'member when di last time i di outnumbered by des Belizean madarasses [sic]" Probably back in 2004. I also went sailing with some colleagues of mine on Friday. It's a lot more work then you think, especially when you're the one behind the wheel with a beer shouting orders! Tack! Tack! Tack!