Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Tuesday, August 18th

It's rare these days I actually have something to write about. Something that is actually able to be posted to an open forum that is. Life has hit the status quo and is trudging along day by day without me even knowing about it so it seems. Most of the things worth writing about usually involve people and their weirdness, most of it really not suitable. It seems like anything goes these days on the internet but I still subscribe to the idea that there are many things not meant for live TV. Additionally, a lot of it would be bitching and I'm really working on keeping that to a minimum. I will mention pet peeve numero uno however. Women walking around in the shower area completely buck naked - and not like...you know, in transition from shower to robe. Just hangin' out naked. Brushing their teeth...naked. Putting up hair....naked. If you're going to hang out naked, can you at least please be good looking? Seriously. Today was a rare day. The winds shifted from where they usually come from out of the desert to coming from off the Persian Gulf. I walked outside today and felt humidity for the first time in about 4 months. It was glorious. The temperature had dropped from about 115 to 94 to boot. The best part was the aroma. If you've never stepped off an airplane in a tropical place near an ocean, you've truly missed on one of life's best experiences. It's that heavy smell of marshy salt water. Today I thought I landed in Key West (yeah, duh, except for the obvious...although with the naked women running around, one might forget where they are after all). It always amazes me how powerful an aroma can be and how something as simple as a odor in the air can completely catapault one into a place in the mind that is thousands of miles away. In this case, about 12k miles. It's the smell of Jimmy Buffet, a Purple Passion from Fat Tuesdays, the sights and sounds of Duval Street right down to the dogs and homeless that wander around in the street, a beer at Sloppy Joes, a Cuban from Para-Dykes cafe, pulling 6 G's in W-74 and a Slice of the Wheel at 1 am...ok make that 3am. And if I have to explain all that, you wouldn't understand. Have a great Aloha day and if you're in Key West today, belly up to the bar and toast to being in paradise.

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