I Blew Out My Flip-Flop

Seems like greater L.A. might be getting an oh-so-slight break from the recent spate of thermometer-popping. And indeed, on Saturday when it was a cool million Farenheit in Woodland Hills, it was lingering somewhere on the high-70’s side of 80 degrees at the Santa Monica Pier. I’m not pointing this out as a neener so much as a hope that however much your shake gets baked today you might be able to gaze upon the click-to-biggify image below, and find a way even for a moment’s mental respite to your own private Margaritaville.