Alex BBQ




Gotta love Alex. The saga starts at the Shell Beach hang out on pg 13. Alas, I didn't like the name Alex for the book so I named her after another freakin awesome bar in La Jolla.



"With white laminate flooring below and ten month-old Christmas decorations above, the Shack was hit or miss.  Hit: a harmony of decent looking, cool, conceivably rich older guys, familiar faces and few girls.  Miss: a few meth addicts doused over too many girls.  The jukebox was too expensive and the champagne not expensive enough."
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