In the interests of full disclosure, I will confirm what has been hinted at in others' blogs. Yes, I have the Worst Sunburn Known to Man. Yes, my face is bright red and could probably be used as a roadside flare. Yes, because I was wearing a t-shirt all day, it's a farmer's tan. Yes, I was wearing sunscreen. The Very Larry Olympics were a blast. We hung out all day on the beach in Hermosa Beach on Saturday -- we're talking 9 hours here (hence the WSKtM) -- and drank beer and played numerous rounds of caps, bocce ball and horseshoes. Admittedly, bocce ball is easier on a lawn rather than a beach, and horseshoes is definitely easier on a lawn since they won't inadvertently get lost by being buried in the sand. Despite the fact that my teammate and I lost every single game we played (but not for lack of effort -- we found out that not only have many of these teams been competing in the Very Larry Olympics for years, but they also go home and practice with their own horseshoe and bocce ball sets), we still managed to win three games by default because one of the teams in our pool dropped out. Oh, and hellooooooooooooo, scenery! Dinner with Fran & Wendy & Eve & Sheila ensued, during which I was ridiculed (but what else is new? Eve is evil and loves to walk all over my self-esteem at any chance she gets) and had Mexican food. Then I came home and collapsed after having been up since 7am. On a weekend, I got up at 7am! Can you believe it? I can't. UPDATE: Among one of the dumbest questions people could ask me today is "Did you get sunburned?" Unfortunately, my faith in people's intelligence has been shaken a bit, as three people have asked me this after seeing me. Personally, I don't think there's any other way I could've changed skin tones this quickly unless I'd liberally applied paint to my face and limbs, so I'm thinking a more intelligent question might be "Wow, what were you doing that you got so sunburned?" or a variation on that.