As predicted in my last post (Pray For Rain), our incredible Los Angeles Rain Fest 2017 continues. It was fun for a while, but after the Netflix queue is caught up and you’ve eaten your bodyweight in Pirate Booty, a girl’s gotta get outside! So during a recent gap between deluges, I headed down to the beach to reacquaint myself with salt water when what to my sore eyes did appear? An airtight, cozy Beachside Cabin? Don’t mind if I do:
It’s hard to nail down exactly what’s so great about this galvanized masterpiece. Is it the sexy bamboo windshield screen? The excessive amount of garden tools or the fact that it has a drop down bar on both sides? It’s really hard to put my finger on, but something tells me that the driver of this vehicle is (echoey throaty voice) THE PERFECT MAN:
Sure, anyone with a spare 100k can buy an Airstream. But only a few, select, special humans can put a metal shack on a Datsun pickup and make it utterly charming. You saw those big tools, right? That means he may even know how to use them! And the curtains? This is a guy with both sensitivity and biceps. But he’s no animal either, this baby’s got air conditioning.
He’s sporty (see ‘I’d Rather Be Surfing’ plate holder’) as well as open minded (note the peace sign/heart/cross over the doorway..awwww). No he may not be local, but my single friends speak Texan. Am I right, y’all?
There’s just one problem…Mr. Cabin Porn may be fit, progressive & entertaining but I do believe he lacks the one thing most women would consider an absolute deal breaker. I’m not sensing any indoor plumbing. Ladies? Am I right?
He makes up for not having indoor plumbing by having a nice collection of etchings to show to his dates.
Yes. You know he does