Santa Barbara

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Originally uploaded by SpeakEasy.

We spent Friday and Saturday night in Santa Barbara. We had a nice hotel room right on State St., the main strip downtown.

It was a relaxing weekend, but we managed to squeeze a lot in. We did some shopping, and took some pictures. We had a drive down the coast, and some wine in the afternoon. We went hiking, then cooled off at the beach. I was thrilled to take a nice long nap on Saturday, but probably the funniest thing that happened all week was on Sunday.

See, on a nice romantic weekend like this, you need to be on your best behavior. So instead of just farting when I felt like I had to fart, i actually held it in. Am I great or what?

As I was heading out the door to go downstairs, I stopped in the doorway, smiled, and gritted my teeth and forced it out as loud as I could. She laughed hysterically when I did.

I had just farted right on a man walking down the hall to go downstairs, and we're not talking a small fart here, either, so he couldn't pretend he didn't hear. I never looked him in the eye. I just went back in the room, closed the door, and laughed my ass off.