So, the other day I went to a wedding on the beach. During it, the minister called the place, "a chapel by the sea." The whole time all I could think of was making a duration chapel variant. (Luckily there was no bishop, but I still thought of that anyways). As if that wasn't bad enough, it took place on an island. I keep thinking that the end of this vacation is like the end of the game, and then I'll be returned to the "deck", or back to the mainland. Of course, I have to go over a bridge to get back home.
Also, a few days ago I was driving and saw a Ford Explorer in front of me. My immediate thought, "why did you buy that?".