Long arm of the ail

Well at least we know the trash can isn't going anywhere.

Sent in from Union City, NJ, from @Jhemerka

8 crazy nights

Hope our absentee owner parked close to the perimeter.

@GeorgeWardTwittered this our way from Laurel Springs, NJ.

Maximum security, minimum coverage

Via our Hoboken correspondent, Andrea

Sol long

Snapped earlier this summer down at the NJ Shore by reader @artchique.

That sucks

A bad day for a friend from Milburn, NJ.

Caught by Christian.

Glory days

In short: you'll start out dreaming of greatness. Maybe becoming Diddy's best accessory or an art installation. But you'll just work and work and work, occasionally going to ladies houses on Fridays after they put their kids to bed, but mostly going back and forth to the plant assembly line for 20 years. Then one day it will hit you that time has slipped away and left you with nothing... but pouring stories.

Jen's first from the Asbury Park Relay Marathon, taking while she was waiting to start her leg. (!)

This hard land

The second snapped by our Jersey Shore correspondent @jerseyshore after running in the Asbury Park Relay Marathon.

Our subject clearly did not put enough into training, and is NOT invited to pack its bags and meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall.

On the waterfront

Could'a been a contenda
But clearly wasn't.

Another snapped by Andrea in Hoboken.

Hoboken street art

We agree with any anonymous artist who believes a great storm is nothing to get salty about.

Sent in by super spotter Andrea!

Lurker

Whitney found this one for us in a New Jersey office lobby.

Pastella -ella -ella

We dined al fresco
No skin cancer? You're welcome
I melt like sorbet.

2-time sender Andrea is getting the hang of this!

Rugby anyone?

Sent from new reader Andrea, from Long Beach Island, New Jersey. And our first in the "striped" category! (Eds. Really? Wow.)

No lifeguard on duty

Sun and rain friends left.
Watching the tide change its mind
Caffeine buzz, buzz, zzzzzzz.

Jen A. Miller, aka, Jersey Shore Jen found this midnight exhibitionist in Long Branch. Great shot, Jen!

While you're here - write a caption!

You're Fired

Tough boss, The Donald
So, better bring your A game
Not an apprentice


Jen A. Miller, expert on all things Jersey Shore sent this to us from just outside Trump Plaza in Atlantic City. Thanks, Jen!

Main exit is located right by the gift shop

We'll take a stab here.

Semi-cramped and uncomfortable after two hours of sitting, the final crescendo of group sing awakens you from your half-slumber. Moments later when the cast comes out for a final bow you are so excited to run out and use the bathroom that you leap to your feet and applaud heartily nodding enthusiastically to bring the blood rushing back to your neck and shoulders. Then the lights come on and your partner, who bought or was comped the tickets, turns and doesn't ask, but says "Wasn't that wonderful?" To which you can only agree and say it was by far the best show you've ever seen, and thank you so much for thinking of you. As you file out with the rest of the denizens you are sure that you will be the very last person to exit this theatre. Above the happy chatter and plans being made for apres-show cocktails that surround, you hear your partner's voice, asking "Can we just pop into the gift shop? Give us a chance to let the cab line die down." You mouth "Bathroom" and after waiting in line for 10 minutes, reprieve is yours and you are now thinking about that cocktail, and maybe the show wasn't THAT bad. The lobby is surprisingly empty and you find your partner waiting outside the restroom, by the water fountain with one leg propped up against the wall. A plastic bag is thrust into your hand, "Here, I didn't know what size t-shirt you were, so I bought you this souvenir. Everyone needs an umbrella."

Feel the burn

Protect the pallid
Work all day deflecting rays
Wow, this is some thanks

Special thanks to reader Coleen who snapped this colorful beauty from Ocean City, New Jersey.