Move to Marblehead and get an honorary mention in a photo competition so you can tell the woman who won first place how the judges blew it because her photo is obviously inferior.

Pepperoni pizza, to be exact.

Literally.

Figuratively.

Roberto writes that when he went to Marblehead Light yesterday to eat lunch, he noticed another car in the parking lot. And then he saw there were two people in the car. And then he thought: Is that woman doing what he thinks she's doing to that man? Yes, she was.