Wednesday, January 23, 2013

A Day at the Beach



He had always loved the beach.

Sitting by ocean's edge, feeling the sun upon his skin, splashing into the water, riding the waves. And buying ice cream about mid-day from the pony-tailed man yelling 

"Eskimo Pies!  Get your Eskimo Pies," 

and looking at all the pretty girls in their skimpy bikinis, always getting progressively younger.  Well, not much he could do about that.

Damn near perfect.  Each and every time.

Even the walk itself over the boardwalk bridge to the vast expanse of seemingly endless sand before him normally filled him with anticipation and delight. 

Unfortunately,  today he was playing golf. 

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Picture prompt above, story below, 1oo words .... Yep, I  finally hit the exact mark for prescribed words for my contribution to the Fabulous Friday Fictioneers and Magical Mystery Tour for this, the fourth week of January, 2013.

Roll up for the Friday Fictioneers, Step Right This Way to the other contributors by clicking the link above.  And see you at the beach!

58 comments:

PirateGunn said...

Good fun and nice descriptions!

Anonymous said...

This makes me wish I was at the beach instead of freezing here in western MA. If he plays golf like I do, I can see why it was unfortunate;)

Anonymous said...

Sand trap, eh? I second jenniesisler. This makes me long for the beach.

brudberg said...

A beach is way better than golf poor guy. :-)

tedstrutz said...

Eskimos on the Beach... perfect!

Russell said...

He made his choice. I doubt anyone forced him to play golf. What's unfortunate is the age difference between me and the girls in bikinis keeps getting wider and wider, just like my waistline.

Anonymous said...

Girls looking progressively younger --- no kidding! I feel that a LOT these days!

janet said...

Lots of fun, Perry. I love the ending. I played golf once and the first 9 were all like that, starting with my opening "drive." The back 9 went pretty well, but that was enough for me.

janet

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields said...

Dear Perry,
Anyone who uses Beatles lyrics in anyway, shape or form is all right in my book. I enjoyed your story, too. He must've been playing golf with his boss to make it more important than going to the beach.
shalom,
Rochelle

Anonymous said...

it's a fantastic, very real description of the beach and of course, you managed again to make a fab ending ^^

Tom Poet said...

"I don't play any sport where water is a hazard" unknown fisherman. Great description of the beach Perry. Nice work.

Anonymous said...

Perry, this is hysterical. I submitted one for this drabble contest, as well. Can't wait to read more of your work.

- Cullin

Not to be annoying, but check mine out if you can spare half a second.
http://fictionsoflife.com/2013/01/23/gunnar-in-maui/

Unknown said...

Makes me wanna hit the beach this weekend if the weather holds up. Very nice image you've painted in the story

Anonymous said...

I'm guessing he was forced into playing golf by his boss. That's probably the only way I'd play. I'd take the beach any day.

Anonymous said...

Funny! lol
Scott
Mine: http://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2013/01/23/friday-fictioneers-walkway-to-wonder-genre-sci-fi/

Sandra Crook said...

The beach any day for me. Nice one Perry, started my day with a grin.

Anonymous said...

Quite an interesting guy.. :-) Wonder what made him play golf today..

Shirley said...

So cute. Loved the ending. But I'd take the beach over golf any day.

Anonymous said...

A good take on the picture, it made me smile.

EL Appleby said...

Love the eskimo pies! Not so sure about golf, though :)

Anonymous said...

Hi Perry,
I see you were the first one to arrive at the party. You must be a fast typist! Your story is a wistful description of a perfect day at the beach. Maybe the golfer will end up in a few sand traps! Ron

Perry Block said...

Thank you very much. See you in the sand trap!

Perry Block said...

"That vast expanse of seemingly endless sand before him" may be a tip off as to how well he plays ...

Stay warm!

Perry Block said...

I second both of you. If I have to spend a day in the sand, I'd rather be at the beach!

Perry Block said...

Except maybe he can get something a bit stronger after the round at the golf course than an Eskimo Pie!

Perry Block said...

Yep, and nothing better than buying that ice cream on the beach on a hot summer's day, no matter how over-priced it is...

Perry Block said...

Look on the bright side, Russell. If you just pig out all you want, your waistline will be way wider!

Perry Block said...

And guess what? You're going to feel it a whole LOTTER in days ahead!

Perry Block said...

I got you, Janet. Once I was in the sand trap so long, a pony-tailed guy actually did come along calling "Eskimo Pies! Get your Eskimo Pies!"

Thanks for writing.

Perry Block said...

Nah, his boss didn't force him to play.

It was just A Day in the Life.

Perry Block said...

Just call me "the Fab One!" I have no idea what that means!

Perry Block said...

I haven't even gotten to the part yet about all the water hazards.

Thanks, Tom!

Anonymous said...

Very good. Personally I prefer the beach. In fact I'm with Mark Twain who said "golf is a good walk wasted".

Anonymous said...

Eskimo pies!
How I wish winter gets the hell out of here! I want Eskimo pies in the summer sun.
Nice work

Anonymous said...

Thanks! Warm is a losing battle around here these days. I'm lucky that the golf courses I play don't have terribly many sand traps, though I'd rather be in the sand than have to hit over water. I can feel his pain..:)

billgncs said...

you hit one into the ocean ?

Unknown said...

too bad he was out playing golf...not only missed the chicks but Eskimo Pies!! enjoyed your story...<3

Perry Block said...

Thank you so much, but I don't know the word "drabble." Sounds hysterical in and of itself!

Thanks for writing, Cullen.

Perry Block said...

Thanks, Jennifer! Makes me want to go to the beach this weekend too except for the fact it's 13 degrees. I appreciate your commenting.

Perry Block said...

Well, it was time to try something different for him. If he ever gets out of that epic sand trap,don't think he'll try it again!

Sandra Conner said...

Perry, you've given new meaning to the 'surprise ending.' Cute!

Brandon said...

Thank you, Sandra. Even though the guy in the story is grimacing!

Brandon said...

Masochism.

Brandon said...

But there's actually more sand at the golf course. At least the way this guy plays.

Thanks for writing, Shirley.

train-whistle said...

hahaha, I'm moving right along, feeling all sentimental and bam, the ending. great job. "unfortunately today he was playing golf" what a perfect last line.

Perry Block said...

Glad you're smiling! He's still taking strokes trying to get out.

Perry Block said...

I'm sure. Eskimo pies all the way!

Perry Block said...

Ron,

Yeah, I was the first one to arrive at the party, but I didn't so much as bring a bottle of cheap wine or even cupcakes.

So I'm still a lousy party guest! The golfer (I guess surrogate me) has landed in the Mother of All Sand Traps, so I guess I got what I deserved ...

Perry Block said...

It isn't even a good walk with all the starting and stopping. Plus you get all that sand in your contact lenses!

Perry Block said...

Well, into the trap for sure. You can't see water in the prompt itself, only endless sand.

But to answer your question, hitting it into the ocean? No problem for me even if the course is in Montana!

Perry Block said...

Thanks. Have one now, though, and turn the heat immediately after up to 87 or more ...

Perry Block said...

Yep, no chicks in the sand traps!

Perry Block said...

Thanks. The only surprise left is how many shots it'll take me to get out!

Perry Block said...

Thank you. I'll take a humble bow now ...

Bo said...

Terrific descriptions that really pull the reader's in. Great post.

Perry Block said...

Yes, they pull the reader in like the trap pulled in my ball!

Thanks for writing.

Anonymous said...

Nice one. Still smiling here.

Perry Block said...

Thanks. I was sick of it long ago, but I'm glad you're still smiling!