This is one of those days where all I want to do is go to...

This is one of those days where all I want to do is go to The Spot for lunch, have a fried oyster sandwich, and sit on the top deck that most people don't realize is up there and look at the ocean. But that's a four hour drive in traffic.

It would look like this:


And while we're fantasizing, I would live in this house:


And remember, if you are in Galveston this weekend, obey the sign:


Instead, I'm just going to keep writing this book. I'm taking my third trip via complete re-write through chapters nine and ten today.

Where would you guys like to be this weekend that you aren't?