Get Lost, Tourista!

Raining all day. Went to Cannon Beach, nearly got into head-on collision, multiple near misses, poked in eye with umbrella, someone threw my field tomatoes on the ground. Cannon Beach! When I asked the free range egg man for a half dozen eggs and he blurted out, "NO!" and then realized . . . it was me in my "lady" coat, not in my usual sooty and ragged yellow rain cheater. He laughed, and said, "of course, for a GOOD customer," and handed over six blue, pink, green and brown eggs of various imaginative (for a chicken's butt) shapes, now all nicely boiled and peeled. People are tired of the tourists. I went up to the Library, and then to The Stand and wolfed down a recession taco ($1.75). Parked in front the funeral parlor and thought for a while, then went and witnessed terrific breakers coming into The Cove. Old surfers in lawn chairs sitting out in the rain, watching and waiting. One guy was out, getting pounded. It is raining like crazy, and I am thinking it's time for a swim, so long as I don't get wet.