November 05, 2007
The one thing I regret about my stay in City That Smells Like French Fries and Seafood and Salt Air was that I didn't have a chance to meet Songbird's sometimes-blogging husband, Pure Luck. I think he and I would get along quite well since we both like hiking and deep philosophical conversations, two pastimes that go together beautifully. I know my readers are disappointed that he wasn't in town because my not-so-secret plan was to convince him to pose naked. Those of us who have seen photos of Pure Luck know that he has great legs, and I think a nude photo of him would have brought this blog all kinds of traffic.
But luckily, another blogger from the Songbird household stepped up to the plate. Big Friendly Dog, it turns out, runs around naked on the beach all the time, and she was willing to pose for any number of photos. Most of them turned out blurry because she was a bit too enthusiastic about rolling about for the camera or giving the photographer kisses, but still, this is a milestone for this blog. Naked dog photos.
Posted by jo(e)