SIDE SALAD - Everything crunchy is good.

HOPE FLOATS

Why do I carry my camera everywhere? Because you never know when you'll be gnawing on a ribeye at Chili's one night and look out the window next to you to see this plate on the front of a urine-colored Mustang convertible:

You've gotta have some kind of heroic pride in your ass size to drive that thing around town, much less park it in front of a restaurant that serves nachos by the shovel.

Love the dolphins, by the way. I won't ever be able, from this time on, to think of Flipper without thinking about "junk in the trunk."