I love the java jive and it loves me

Good coffee found at this establishment. Some thoughts:



I'm staying on the coast at the moment, just before hurricaine season in or next to a county named 'Dare'. Right on.



Unfotrunately the weather 'til today has been mostly overcast, and that includes the Labor Day holiday. Being located on the ocean, the vast majority of houses are grand buildings meant for vacation rentals. The moment the holiday ended beaches became deserted, local shoppes post shortened hours and the all-too-prevalent eyesores that are beachside-specialty-stores now advertise 50% off everything. I have no idea how a largely tourist town can survive during on off season that occupies most of the year.



There's a heavy irony* in that this town won't allow more corporate saturation by allowing stores like Target to build here, yet along major streets those specialty beach stores - called "Wings" (which I imagine is just as obnoxiously toxic as its television counterpart) - are found on nearly every other block. And they're HUGE. Why not knock down a few of those and rebuild a more neutral (and practical) department store?



Seafood is delicious.



Someone must put a stop to novelty eateries with innuendos for names. The most popular local restaraunt around here is a place called Dirty Dick's Crab Shack. Not too cringe-worthy, eh? Their billboards encourage you to "Get crabs from Dirty Dick's!" A joke is a joke, but that one's not only jaw-dropping, it loses any cleverness almost immediately. I can't imagine living near one without wanting to burn the place down every morning.



Out for now. My coffee, it is empty.

*I'm increasingly conscious that my understanding of irony is much closer to the 90's pop-song variety than that of Webster's. Additionally, I have an increasing desire for something akin to a Grammar Boot Camp. It may well become my next endeavor.