Fun At Disney's Hilton Head resort

We arrived Sunday afternoon with me quickly finding the nearest hammock to be all lazy and useless. Dragonwife and Darth Wiggles were suppose to have gone shopping at one of the nearby outlet malls where they could act all American and buy a multitude of junk we did not need. Of course, since the Universe likes to play mind games with me they returned after only being away for thirty minutes. While it boggles my plebeian mind they found nothing of interest and proudly returned without spending any money. I could comment about Hell having a snowstorm but that might be pushing it just a little.

Went to the beach this morning and hung out all day. Hilton Head's beaches are more than a little overcrowded in my mind since I am use to my little-known and semi-isolated sanctuaries around Georgetown, South Carolina. The good side of having a crowded beach was that Darth Wiggles had plenty of friends to play with all day. In fact we had a small issue with getting her back to the room when it was dinner time. 

We continued with our horrible culinary habits by partaking lunch at the small grill located at the beach house. Wiggles munched on a nutritious hot dog filled with all sorts of pork and beef by-products. Since I do have a microscopic sliver of some commonsense I resisted the urge to take a picture of the very attractive lady setting at the table just to the left of Wiggles who had a near total wardrobe malfunction with her bikini. Why pray tell am I bragging about resisting my instinctual male urges? Because Dragonwife was sitting in the chair directly across from Wiggles and was carrying a very heavy bag which she could have used to target my head faster than a Hellfire missile. Going back off the grid, more pictures later.