April 11-20, 2009
Looking at what is on the water who would know that we are in a recession. But, as Laurie F. Jones wrote in her Facebook page: "who knows who owns the paper on those boats" ... or something like that.
[*] Was he still behind the rock?
This morning we drove south about 60 miles to Homestead to meet Jon and Ta at Wat Buddharangsi to celebrate Thai Buddhist New Year.
Christ was nowhere to be seen. Thank god!
I needed a haircut. So, of course, I went to this 1970s style men's hair salon run by Kim. I remember this place from 30 years ago. Kim has not retro-fitted it with period pieces; no, it has always been this way. It even has a wonderful 1970s name: "Harem for Men". The walls are covered with old Playboy centerfolds and everything in the place screams "Men in the '70s".
We haven't been to Coco's in more that 11 months. So, please indulge me with these food shots.
My Canon Rebel comes with a clever 'stitching' device. It allows the shooter to seamlessly stitch together a string (horizontal or perpendicular) of photos.
Sometimes a second image of moving objects will get chopped by a careless stitcher.
The stitcher seems happier with horizontal shots.
Can you locate the cache spot using this clue ... "Two thirty"?
The actual cache is a small metal box with the "Screw Maids" on the lid.
How was I to know that attaching a magnet to a US postal box was a Federal crime!!
Are you thinking "How relevant is that?"
Bear with me. Yesterday I posted a photograph of the general location of where I hid my latest cache. And, I invited readers to guess on my clue: "Two-thirty". Whatever, no one attempted a guess. Well, the "Two-thirty" could easily have been read as 2:30. What is 2:30 you ask. It is the last pickup time for mail collections from the blue postal box that was in my panoramic photograph. And, it was here that I put my magnet cache ... on the underside of the box.
So, this morning I had to quickly retrieve my criminal cache and find a legal site for it. And, I did.
Are you familiar with the free newspaper NEW TIMES? I don't know who regularly reads it but from the color advertisements in the rear of the paper I am convinced that these people suffer a lot of PAIN and have money to spend. The black and white ads are more modest in size but seem to offer the opposite of pain: pure orgasmic pleasure.
Anyway, my cache is now attached to the underside of a local NEW TIMES dispenser rack. I wish I had a web cam aimed at this spot. I am really curious about the readers.
PS: 50 Really smart people.
PPS: Time as we and they know it:
PPPS: What I was going on and on about is here:
Are my reference materials way behind the time? Is your dictionary pre-Internet? What about your encyclopedia?
How about your globe? Is the Khmer Rouge still in power? Is the USSR there? Are there two Vietnams? How about Rhodesia; is it still sitting just north of South Africa? Germany still sliced down the middle? Yugoslavia one big happy state?
Lunch and shopping in Miami Beach.
All calm on the Eastern Front ... all calm on the Western Front ... but, a naval disaster on the Southern Front. (*)
(*) I called the cops.
Next: Part III