It was a nice warm day when I just got my busker's license to play guitar on the boardwalk. It wasn't too packed out, so while my mom and grandma each left a couple of bucks in the hat, they went to the beach.

It wasn't too long when this couple came over and asked me to play a Jimmy Buffett song. I played one not too long ago, so I figured not to repeat the same song, so instead I played Blue Rocking Chair . . . they left a pretty sweet tip and kept on walking.

Later on, my folks and I went to dinner and there was that SAME couple . . . a little drunker than I met 'em earlier, but still them, oogling at a lobster in the tank! We had a pretty good laugh at that.