From The Balcony and Beachwalking 10/23/11

• Juggler on the beach: dark hair, bare buff chest, khakis.  Juggles balls behind his back, bowling-pin-looking things five at a time.  Hands the balls to his swimsuited buddy who can't even handle two balls, drops them, gives up.
• Coral capped man tries to maneuver a kite and a rowdy black pup.  Bad combination.  The kite nose dives into the sand, the pup runs to fetch it and tramples the kite.  Time to go home.
• Stopped short when beachwalking, mesmerized by this white bikini-ed poser.  Shoulder-grazing brown hair that looked mussed but not a mess in the breeze, long, sleek torso between ample, perky breasts and Barbie hips, she stood with feet barely in the surf and POSED.  Like she was doing a photo shoot.  With one leg cocked out, knee bent slightly, to thin her already thin legs.  Then a swing of her head to make her hair fall to the other side, silhouette her face in the sun.  Only there was no camera, no makeup touch-ups, no one watching her show at all.  Except me.  Thought about throwing in a "work it girl" or a "nice pout" but I left her to her imaginary world and walked on.