Jellyfish, crab and broken bottles, oh my!

Jellyfish of some kind. They didn't have any tentacles that we could see and were relatively safe to touch although unnerving to do so. For a brief moment - about 30 minutes or so - we couldn't go wading because they were so thick in the water, and it was freaky to feel them brushing up against you.
Some kind of crab?
One of the gals tried to pop the cap using a bottle opener that was built into the kitchen counter and broke the rim of her beer. Another gal said, "You must've done it wrong." She tried to open hers the same way and this was the result.

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I admit I'm having a bit of a writer's block. I keep trying to think of something to write about that might be more interesting to other readers and blanking.

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Bird shit again

This needs cropping.

The whole weekend, somehow, I managed to work the topic of "shit" into our conversations a number of times. I don't remember all of them, though. But one, I thought was kinda funny/gross. I was watching a few gulls and sandpipers squabbling over a pile of pretzels someone had dropped on the beach. I noticed a gull gagging a little. Then he puked. Then he shit. I shit you not. (Har har).

I think I hang out with guys too much.

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