Flying The Hungry Jack

As opposed to flying the Union Jack, I suppose.

I've been a little depressed lately. For no good reason, really. But, I still have been nonetheless. Maybe it's because Halloween and all the excitement that swirls around it is over, which I have yet to tell you about. Or maybe it's because our nephew and his girlfriend have departed and we're just left feeling stagnant. I don't know, maybe it's a combination of things. Anyway, I'm feeling a little blah, but I'll climb out of it. Nothing that snorting a little Ajax won't fix.

I took the following pics a while ago when I was at the beach with the dogs. I wanted to show you proof of it because I was shell shocked when I saw this. It's kind of like an advertisement of sorts...I guess. But the thing is, it just kind of makes me more depressed.

I don't know if it was Santa or his bad boy brother who was doing the advertising that literally had put this on a flag that was waving in the breeze. And had put requests on rocks around a little alcove at the beach that apparently served as their passion palace. I don't know who did it. But they did. And I was somewhat floored. At first I thought it was funny, more like a nervous-type-of-funny, not really a guffaw so much. Then, I thought it was kind of pathetic and it just made me sad.

I'm not sure if this is a request, or a suggestion, or maybe a demand? Whatever it was, it was flapping in the breeze...flapping in the BREEZE!

Okay, this is more clear. This is a statement, with an exclamation.

This is a little passive-aggressive. This is a request, but really it's more of a demand.

I usually try to look on the bright side of things and not take things so seriously, if you hadn't guessed. So, at least the person knows what they want and aren't afraid to say it, huh?

I don't know...it still kind of bums me out, maybe I need a drink. It's noon somewhere, right? Maybe I should make it a double.