At the Oregon Coast

My wife took me to the beach for our anniversary.

We wandered around Yachats and I told her boring stories of the days I used to cover their city council meetings.
For example: Once I did a story on a video store. The owner was an interesting lady. She had a Langletz leather jacket with a bullet hole in it. She thought it would go good with my Triumph motorcycle and wanted to sell it to me. But she was a smaller size than I.
After my interview about her new video store she asked me if I would like to see what really brought in the money with the retired folks in Yachats during the long rainy winters. She pointed to a door between the shelves of videos.
I opened the door to find that the backroom of the store was wall-to-wall porn, with a few sex toys thrown in for good measure. She said one of her best sellers were glow-in-the-dark condoms and pressed a handful into my pocket. She said, no one in town was really worried about preventing pregnancy, and gave me a knowing wink...
We were interrupted by a distraught elderly man who burst in quite upset about his wife running off with a "biker gang from up the river," I did not know if this was literal or some sort of code language. I made a hasty retreat...
I've always been more on the cautious side, if you know what I mean...

In other news, something has happened to our little helper... He just took one day off to be with his grand child and he is gone... I do have this video...from October 14th...