Saltwater sucks as a nasal spray
Woo-hoo, four-day weekend! Out snorkeling today, wrapping it up with a jump off a cliff near Horseshoe Beach, forcing a pint of saltwater up my sinuses.
Mark dropped his van key in the water, prompting a half-hour of trolling the water with an ebbing tide to find it; we went spelunking in one of the many sea-caves that dot the Okinawan coast, got hosed by a sea-cucumber that took umbrage at being picked up (those little fuckers stink, by the way), and developed bright red backs in spite of the sunscreen. Waterproof, my ass. Time to slap on some aloe and go get liquored up at the battle of the bands tonight.