Out at a coffee shop, Katie is looking through the Craigslist personals, trying to find me a date.
"This girl loves the beach, Josh," she says. "You love the beach too."
I raise an eyebrow at her. "I do not love the beach," I say. "Maybe you're confused because I'm a Jew, and my people happen to have a fondness for the sand." I pause. "But the beach? I don't like the beach."





