Burning for you

Saturday, 22 April 2017, 01:35:18 AM. It’s an annual rite of passage that each trip to the beach ends in front of the same mirror inspecting the same damage from the most recent conflagration.
(Laszlo Balogh/Reuters) Why can’t someone make a sunscreen so strong that it doesn’t need to be reapplied 150 times over the course of one beach day, I thought to myself. Maybe like an SPF 4,000? Of course, it’s too late to do anything about the current predicament I find myself in — bathing in aloe is the only serious consideration left. “Why didn’t you tell me you were famous?” my son asked after seeing a cooked lobster on TV. It’s an annual rite of passage that each trip to the beach ends in front of the same mirror, inspecting the same damage from the most recent conflagration. Sometimes it’s on my face, or back, but often, it’s my shoulders and neck that bear the brunt of my lack of attention to detail. Applying sunscreen at the start of a beach day isn’t the issue. It never has been. For me, it’s the inability to remember to reapply. I get hypnotized by the sound of the ocean waves hitting the sand; the seagulls fluttering overhead; the smell of french fries emanating from the boardwalk behind me. Before you know it, I’m cooked. “You are an interesting man,” said my wife as I inspected my hot spots in front of the hallway mirror. “What do you mean?” I asked. “You can remember meaningless sports statistics and the actual name of every original ‘Star Trek’ episode,” she said, “but you can’t remember to reapply sunscreen.” It’s a good point. Doug Williams threw for 322 yards in Super Bowl XXII, most of them in an explosive second quarter, and the episode with the...Read more
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