Where'd the sun come from today?
All the knowledgeable sources claimed
it would rain but the sky was pure, a whole
new day, erased of preconceptions. Azur
(recently out of work), Anne (celebrating
Sweet 16 on her 31st), Dave (postponing car
repair and photoshoot), and I (simply choosing
to forget any and all obligations outside of sitting
on the beach, basking in sun, drinking in the view),
spent the better--the best!--part of the afternoon plinking
pebbles into an empty beer bottle. As Kurt Vonnegut writes
in Timequake: "Listen: We are here on Earth to fart around.
Don't let anybody tell you any different!"

I'm sorry, what was the question?