Day 4

Bradley said that when I brush my hair in a hurry, it sounds like I'm ripping up carpeting. :I

Maybe I should get a haircut.

Anyway, today was mini golf! I was torn between the one with dinosaurs or the one with pirates. They were both appropriately tacky, but we went with pirates because they have a talking skeleton.

Journal, once upon a time, Bradley was a chivalrous gentleman. He used to let me win in front of all his friends. Now, he's kicking my handicapped ass and gloating about it. (I made him try with the club upside-down to level the playing field and it made no difference.)

Afterward, I figured we'd go back to the boardwalk and do all the touristy things we didn't get to last time, like use coupons to get free salt and vinegar fries, play some rigged carnival games, and browse cheap, offensive t-shirts.

If there's time after that, maybe go to a local history museum or Play some Sports.

Update: he won me a little stuffed tiger, which was clearly a personal attack.