Amphibious RV?

I am back, oh yeah. back, back, back and happy too. I think i am beginning to be redundant with my love of the dock on the lake where i have had numerous adventures with local fisherman. I am starting to see the same people over and over again on my trips down there and also a shift in the populations. Not a new story that young arrogant rich people move in to an area driving out the locals. Now, rather than see my old fishing buddies or the mentally impaired soccer trainer (who, i have heard, is not actually a trainer but brings a beach ball sized soccer ball to every game and plays at mid field with the children at half-time) but a group of noisy twenty-somethings who drink beer and where colorful plastic glasses and lay as if they were expecting a photographer to take their picture for Vogue or a new Cosmo article called "hotties caught off guard: in search of hunks basking in the sun". So, after a trying day, i make my way down and see two of these "studs" laying in front of each other, which time i observed that they must even try to look attractive for each other. On laid sideways propped on his elbow drinking champagne while the other leaned back on one arm, stoking his right nipple region thoughtlessly.
In contrast of my distasteful friends, another group of three inhabited the docks. Two i had seen before and had described in a previous blog as two "not unattractive people", and my memory must have deceived me, for they were much more than marginally attractive. They oozed cool and were even more respectable when i saw that they were accompanied by a very pretty but evidently retarded girl who gleefully taunted the other two to jump in the water properly rather than slink in like an otter.
I spent so much time watching their happy threesome (probably out of a concerted effort to avoid looking at the "bros") that i feared i would be considered slightly creepy. So instead i took pictures of various objects around me, chewed up sticks that the various labradors that visit the dock leave behind, a pen sitting next to me, and most excitingly a party barge that so closely resembled a mobile home/RV, that i wondered if the engineers did not use it as a template.
Thankfully, i avoided appearing creepy.
As the couple left, they said good-bye cheerfully and i, so excited at being thought benign replied a little to affectedly.
my voice nearly broke as i said good-bye.
oh and happy fourth, or third.

I also saw a beautiful little girl as i walked up from the water, with whom i playfully picked half-ripe blackberries. I was convinced that the girl was fibbing when she said they were tasty, but after eating one she handed me, i could not help believing her.