Gratuitous Llama Vacation Observations (TM)

Spent a very pleasant afternoon at the beach yesterday with the Llama-ettes. Their favorite game to play involves building a series of sand castles starting near the line of the surf. As the tide comes in (and it's quite dramatic in these parts), each castle is inundated in turn and the gels pretend that the king and queen and a handful of survivors flee back to the next one in line. I'm already putting money aside for the future therapy sessions.

Regular readers here will know of my general aversion to the Nanny State, but Lawd Almighy, I truly believe that the wearing of bikinis should be permitted by license only, applicants being required to satisfy certain aesthetic standards before receiving such permits. Unlicensed bikini wearing would be punishable by either fine and/or jail time, depending on the heinousness of the display. I do believe that everybody would benefit from such regulation, including those who don't have sense enough themselves not to appear in public looking like that.

Just saying.

UPDATE: Yes, there certainly is something to be said for regulating the gents' swimwear as well, starting with the Godawful Speedo. FWIW, being no Charles Atlas myself, I have for many years now appeared at the beach with a pair of roomy blue trunks with lobsters all over them and an old collared shirt that I refuse to take off for fear of frightening the children.