Where's Waldo?

It's the day after Labor day, for those of you who are too hungover to process that quite yet, and I'm just sitting here wishing it didn't go by so friggen fast. Time flies when you're consistently liquored up in good company, I suppose.

Speaking of my weekend, here's a compilation of photos I managed to remember to take.

Catch anything in those photos that looks a little different from the norm up there?
No? Nope. That's what I thought.
Just this:

Anyhoodlums, my weekend consisted of pooling, beaching, awesome friends, drinking and drinking some more. I'm paying for it today... both physically and financially but, hey, you know what they say... YOLO.

I'm off to try and get through these last few hours of my work day.
Stay classy, yo.