Four teenagers are hanging out at the marina. One teenage boy to the rest of the group: "I didn't fail high school! I just have to go back and upgrade so I can get a good job in the oil field."
Also, for everyone who keeps asking me how late it stays light out here, I took this picture of my street on my walk the other night. Want to garner a guess of what time I took it? (Cold Lakers are not allowed to participate in this challenge.)