Oh Moon Doggie???

The white women of Tacoma hit Venice Beach in search of surfer boys. No Moon Doggie, no Gidget, no Frankie, no Annette ... sigh. Maybe our pale skin scared them off. At least we have the Pacific Ocean rolling over our toes ... look out Sarah, you might get wet if you don't move quick.



Ahhhhh palm trees. They are everywhere in LA. Wherever you look up, there they are. And they are very cooperative when you want to pose in pictures with them.



Venice is where you can find Muscle Beach. It is the happenin' place if you are into rippling muscles and strutting peacocks. Jenn met a peacock who wanted to share some of his best moves with her. Does she look buff or what??? It must be working.