{Fred's -- we ate here three different times!
Oceanfront view couldn't be beat, neither could their food. Yum.}
{Newport Beach}
{View from my beloved pier}
{The pier. I could have sat above and watched below all day long. Mr. Keller let me lay across the bench and rest my head in his lap as we watched people pass by. This was my favorite place.}
JLK: remember how right after this picture was taken, you went into that chocolate shop across the street and I stayed behind and this big fine woman came and sat by me and pulled out a large twinkie and started eating it like it was her last supper? Remember how she was fully clothed and soaking wet, with sand in her hair, like she had just rolled up on the shore? Weird. And then that guy came and sat in between her and I, then hit on me and told me I should leave you behind and come with him? Remember when I said I had better not, he turned to Ursela and told her she needed to take it easy on the Twinkies? He said to her: Take it easy on the Twinkies! Hahahahaha! Just like that! And she said, (randomly and totally unrelated), "I'm a hustler." And she kept on eating. And the guy just kept on talking. And I was just sitting there thinking, what???? And...where the hell is Jared?!!!
Remember that? That shiz was real.
Let's go back to Huntington.
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