The smoldering grains of false comfort Drive my desire toward the cool, inviting swells. If love is the enemy, can time be the savior? The warning was clear: None can visit without the clinging flame of the hot sand. It is hard, too hard to bear the heated passion of the sunburned...

What are you thinking? Nothing I love when she wears that t-shirt. V-necks were created in heaven just to be wrapped around her body. Surely she knows she shouldn’t be wearing this in the morning if she doesn’t want me to come on strong. It is weird how clothes were created to cover...

The beauty and serenity of the warm, soft sands Juxtaposed with the powerful, violence of the beating waves. No other place do time and love battle with such fervor. The waves are constant, unstoppable, infatigued. They are moments of time. all occuring simultaneously, But only crashing in...

As the day at the pool dims its lights Stacey’s friends do all they can to convince my roommate Spoon and I to come out for a night on the town. Our extenuating circumstances are no longer applicable and we are free for the evening, but we only have our pocketless swim trunks to wear....

If you have kept up with the Fanny Pack Diaries you will know that I halted all fanny pack adventures upon moving to Colorado in October. My reasoning was simple: my fanny pack is for utility not fashion and being in Colorado I will always be layering clothes against the cold. Therefore I...

Here are a few Fanny Pack Situations I have been in that are not quite exciting enough to be considered an adventure, but they are still worthy of being told. Up in the Air I agreed to go skydiving with my friend for her birthday. I decided this would be a perfect time to give my pack some...

With about as much pomp and circumstance as they arrived, the Fanny Pack Diaries are now fading into the past. As tragic as this may be, there is good reason. No, I did not become disillusioned of the cause. No, I did not become too self-conscious to parade my pack in public. The simple fact...

Who said fanny packs aren’t masculine?

My second fanny pack outing comes soon after the first. It is a crisp Wednesday evening and the smell of dodgeball is in the air. Though my shorts are considerably longer this season than they were last season, I still do not have pockets. This happens to be optimum conditions for fanny pack...

Monday was the first day I decide to wear my fanny pack. I wear it to the gym. Swimming is a great workout and chicks dig swimmers’ bodies, so naturally I  have decided to start. I do not have pockets in any of my athletic shorts. In all my experiences, pockets are extremely...