Remember those fun times where my roommates and I jump in the car to drive to the beach, and then we get stuck in traffic for a loooong time when we're coming home? Yeah, those are fun times.
Anyway, so Tuesday the roommates and I had a day off (well most of us did). Seeing how it was warm-ish outside, we decided to go to the Beach. Calfy wanted to go to Malibu beach, so I guess sort of we did (is Malibu the same as the Santa Monica Pier? I don't know these California things). The water was Ice Cold, though, so I didn't walk in it. Instead I dug holes into the wet sand, which was also ice cold. And then I read a book. And got tan (but not really on purpose- it's something that just sort of happens when I go out in the sun).
After the roommates were done tanning (that's all they wanted from the beach. Seriously?), we walked over to the Pier and explored. There were some really, really fat pidgeons over there. I tried to take pictures, but it is hard to tell how fat they are when you're not there in person. So just pretend you can tell.
This is the Fat Pidgeon
A weird... game you could play on the Pier. I don't know. It must be a California thing?