The Night Life Ain't No Good Life, But It's My Life

This reporter now thinks he was misleading about Key West. In spite of previous Fantasy Fest reports, it's really just a small town with a dash of quirky and a pinch of spicy. My entry into the community has been decidedly into the small town identity of the place. Until last night, that is. My good friend, Rocky, from Ann Arbor got to Key West on Sunday and we did the town on Monday night. We met some interesting people (two fallen Buddhists, for example - they believe in the death penalty). We ate some terrific seafood including some fancy raw tuna which was delicious. And then, well, I may have met Ms. Right. Her name is either Angelica or Angelina (the music was very loud). She really seemed to like me although our communication (due to a language barrier) was limited to body language (almost all of it hers). Due to her enthusiastic attempts to communicate and her obvious attraction to me, I generously reciprocated with dollar bills. And guess what? That solved the communication problem. With that out of the way, it's full speed ahead. As soon as I get my check, I'm going to look for her and who knows? Keep your schedules open!