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October 02, 2007

Atlantique? Fantastique! 3

Posted by eric at October 2, 2007 10:08 PM

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Great colors.

Posted by: TED at October 2, 2007 11:24 PM

Adorable shot of אסף framed in the cube of the outdoor shower.

Posted by: Boomer at October 3, 2007 10:17 AM

No disrobing? No game of catch? I thought that's what Fire Island is all about? And you brought a dog... You rebel, you! He/she looks like an Egyptian Deity.

Posted by: henry at October 3, 2007 10:22 AM

You and your status-anxiety-inducing photos. They look great.

Posted by: Joe at October 3, 2007 11:19 AM

I think the sign left off:

No laying in the sand
No soft drinks
No sunbathing
No bathing

I'm dreading my visit to US it'll be great to see my old roommate and friends again, but I've avoided the place cos it's so difficult to get into (I had to change my passport to biometric). At least I can buy cheap. Real cheap!

ahoj

Posted by: czechOUT at October 3, 2007 01:00 PM

Beaux couleurs; règles nulles.

Posted by: R J Keefe at October 3, 2007 01:39 PM

Just to be clear: these rules were for the village of Ocean Beach. I don't think they applied to the hamlet of Atlantique where I was staying, and I know most of them don't apply in Fire Island Pines or Cherry Grove, the gay parts of Fire Island.

But, long lists of ridiculous rules (with draconian punishments) are VERY American. We like to boast about how "free" we are, but it really only applies to freedom from high taxes. We have been asking the government to micromanage our behavior since the arrival of the Mayflower.

Posted by: Eric at October 3, 2007 01:56 PM

Wow! Ayn Rand Objectivism Alert!

I agree that some publicly posted rules seem silly, until you've tried to enjoy a quiet & tranquil day on a pristine beach, only to be disturbed by any of the following:
a) a stereo blasting Mötorhead (or worse, Kristine W)
b) a veritable midden site of coke bottles and chip bags abandoned by a gathering of Snackfoodus Robustus Americanus
c) someone's "sweet" Irish Wolfhound sprinting across your towel

If everyone followed basic rules of etiquette, of course, we wouldn't need any of this police-statesque stuff, but someone always has to go and ruin it for everybody.

Do any of the towns up there require paid "beach badges," or is that funny practice confined to coastal New Jersey?

Posted by: Joe at October 3, 2007 04:01 PM

Summer's over; isn't it sort of gauche to do a summer-beach weekend after Labor Day?

Posted by: Moncrief! at October 3, 2007 04:48 PM

Global warming! Labor Day is the new 4th of July!

Posted by: Eric at October 3, 2007 04:55 PM

Well, that explains a lot. For months, every time I've seen a post here, I've thought, "John Galt," but I couldn't tell why. Until now.

Posted by: TED at October 3, 2007 05:30 PM

Hear-hear Eric, it's supposed to be in the 80s this weekend up here. We'll have to have iced-apple cider.

Posted by: Rick at October 3, 2007 06:00 PM

I have never seen the Ocean!!!!!
Great Pics

Posted by: Enrico at October 4, 2007 03:42 AM

"nicce" --Jerri Blank style

Posted by: H at October 4, 2007 09:22 AM