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When the Money Talks
“He’s worth millions and millions, you know.” That’s nice. He’s almost old enough to be my father. “He wants to fly you down to the islands on his plane next week. You would stay on the yacht, attend several parties with him. That’s all. You would, of course, have your own stateroom. Do you think…
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Best South Florida Lines of 2007
“You must be a real loser if you’re hanging out here all night.” This little ditty from the charming chap from Estonia who was miffed when my friend and I turned down his invitation to attend “a sex party with lots of sex, yes?” with him. “Thank you so much for accepting this dance with…
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Blogger’s Night Out
I did something this past Sunday night that I have never done before. And, I will admit, I did it rather poorly. I attended a gathering of South Florida bloggers at a dinner hosted by the very gracious Gus Moore of Miami Beach 411. How and why I snagged a spot on the guest list…
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You’re From D.C.?
Is everyone who is visiting here from D.C.? What are the odds that this keeps happening? To the front office guy who called from D.C.: I would love to book the pro athletes you represent, the ones whom only I would know and appreciate, except–and this so pains me to say it–the private rooms are…
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Fields of Grain and Memories
Dining out for this gal, as ridiculous as it may seem, is a literal quagmire of never fully answered questions: Should I eat this? Should I forgo that? Is the chef absolutely sure no flour is in that dish–not even a dusting? Did the server really ask? Do they even believe that my allergy to…
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South Floridians–The Weather is PERFECT
South Florida readers, don’t hate me for this, but I have to enlighten you on one thing, and it is not about clothing styles, because I am kind of loving the freedom to wear whatever I please down here. No, I want to counsel you, instead, on this whole “I would love to live where…
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Florida Resident Perks
With a discounted annual pass in my wallet, a wad of cash from tips, and my first two full days off in a while, I decided to take myself to the “happiest place on earth.” You know, to be happy. Mostly, I ate, because as those who know me know, I am a grazing fool…
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Single Sunday
“It’s good to get out.” –My Wonderful Friend “I was separated from my wife for almost a year. Maybe it was only eight months. But I got the single-guy thing out of my system. Now…you, know, it’s okay.” –A coworker “You’ll know, when you know.” –A special friend Exile. I really need to thank the…
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Uh Huh
“He don’t like her going out, you know, like she’s single,” said the uniformed security guard as she leaned her elbow on the glass counter top of the jewelry case. “Uh huh. I know. And I told her that, too,” said the sales clerk standing behind the glass counter top of the jewelry case that…
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The Best
My best sister-friend from Montana and I go back a long time–to a time when we were too young to drive, and when we worked together at a drug store lunch counter serving up crab cakes and ice cream to watermen and local politicians in a town that hadn’t yet hit the tourism jackpot on…