Sure, it was the hottest day since global warming began.
The temperature was 12 squintillion degrees, but with the humidity at 27 bazillion and the breeze blowing at minus-2 miles an hour, the day seemed quite a bit hotter.
As hot, in other words, as a typical day on “06880,” back when JeffXS, Emma and The Dude Abides were allowed to not use their real names.
Still, more than 100 people who were not wusses braved the heat last evening for the 1st-ever “06880” beach party.
Audrey Hertzel’s banner welcomed partygoers.
There were little kids, a 95-year-old, politicians, normal human beings, and a couple who moved here 6 months ago. I thought that was pretty impressive, until I met another couple who just arrived 2 weeks ago.
Honest.
And, in typical “06880” fashion, those newest newcomers once almost moved to Mill Valley. The same California town that was the subject of a Westport/Mill Valley comparison blog post, back in 2011.
“06880” does Compo Beach proud — and vice versa. (Photo by Katherine Hooper)
Huge props go to party organizers Mary Hoffman and Jennifer Hershey; tent provider and rafflemeister Audrey Hertzel; Cuban chef Maite Hernandez; cupcake maven Lisa Marie Alter; name tag man Fred Cantor — and all others who helped, came, ate, drank, wandered over, or in any way, shape or form contributed to a wonderful time.
Lisa Marie Alter’s cupcakes were snapped up right after this photo was taken.
It was so good, no one even noticed the heat.
Or the sand flies.
Hardly.
See you next year. According to global warming experts, it will be even hotter.
But the party will be even cooler.
PS: If you left your sunglasses on a table, contact me. I’ve got ’em.
The party went on long past dusk. When the last person left, it was a mere 112 degrees.