Found this message in a bottle of MD 20/20 this morning while struggling through a jog on the beach.

I think of a wistful Twinkies sitting on the edge of the beach, taking her (his?) last swallow of blue raspberry melancholy before slipping the note inside and hurling the bottle out into the hands of fate, hoping for a return on her wish but knowing full well that there’s no deposit return on that particular brand.

Well Twinkies, I don’t know how many wishes I’ve gone through in my life, but at the risk of using my last one, I wish for you to start having the time of your life.

Tags: found objects, Long Beach, the beach, twinkies