This is a picture of Newport Beach, RI. The water is red because of algae that grows out of control in the summer. It is called the red tide. The whole time we were there, I kept calling it the red death. What does that say about me? I suppose I am obligated to make a lame Crimson Tide joke. Wrong state, algae! You should be growing in Sweet Home Alabama!I also went to the local brewery and got a half-gallon jug of beer called the growler.
Today was a landmark day for two reasons. I finally got to swim after class, and I played four square for the first time. I was okay at four square. I don't have the same amount of athleticism and bravery that the kids do.
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