Wednesday, January 5, 2011
The Beach
If you want to know the truth, I could have written about the beach every week I've been here. Generally the beach at Fort Zachary Taylor has been my destination 3 or 4 times per week. I typically read the Key West Citizen and The Miami Herald at the beach. The two papers take about an hour and then, I either swim out to the swimming area buoy or I don't. Sometimes I do it twice - particularly if it's hot. Fashion at the beach is something I've paid attention to since day one. There are the outfits at either end of the appropriateness spectrum. An old guy, a regular, wears something called "a Hammock" and parades up and down several times for all to see. He has three, I think, in different colors. Today, I saw my first, topless female. I positioned myself so I could see the reaction of folks as they noticed her. Without actually looking at her, I noticed the wives/girlfriends sock their man in the arm for either looking or making a comment as they passed by. The most fun was watching how often a group of 5 teen age boys found an excuse to walk by. Mind you, I did all this without even glancing over my own self. I think this about women's swimsuits: Black and any of the neon colors don't work down here. For a while, I was sold on green, but now that the crowds are here, I realize that purple bikinis are the hot item this year. They're not that common, and the really cool looking people at the beach are wearing them. And, oh yeah, there's a lot of nature and stuff at the beach, too.
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Hey...there was a previous post that's suddenly gone! I was coming back to make a profound comment or observation about it & poof, it's gone!
ReplyDeleteNow just because you think it was perhaps a bit too self-revealing or existential or maudlin or whatever doesn't mean you have the right to put it up & pull it down! C'mon, you're a public figure now with all the rights and responsibilities of Brian Williams & Jerry Springer, damnit!
OK, fine...replace it with a post about a topless woman. You think that's gonna distract people? You think that's gonna get our minds going in a different direction. Boy, you don't think much of your readers, do you....
Topless woman, huh...did you talk to her? How long did she stay? What were we just talking about?
Hi Mike! What did I miss?! I just made myself your "follower". Is that like a groupie?
ReplyDeleteThe first time through, I just skimmed, so now I'm going back and reading all the entries. I'm up to Key West Cemetery. I love this. You are very funny, and educational. I keep smiling, because I can just picture it all like I'm there. Topless. Have you ever been to a nude beach? I was once, Black's Beach in California, a long time ago.
Dave - I call it writer's remorse. Like in football when they review the call on the field with video and it's overturned. The video was conclusive!
ReplyDeleteTerri - Speaking of video - be good to have the evidence from Black's Beach. I'm looking on you-tube.
ha! sorry, no old video or nude pics out there. I was at least that smart! Finished reading, all caught up now. Very interesting and entertaining. You're a good writer and brave to be putting your words out there. I'll stay tuned for more!
ReplyDeleteWait a second, wait a second. If you're going to go with a sports analogy, let's get this straight. When a play happens, the play is the play. A call might be overturned, but the play is the play. They can't go back & reverse the play, only the call.
ReplyDeleteSo that's not an appropriate analogy. Now perhaps an appropriate analogy might be from "Back to the Future" when time travel permitted the undoing of past events. That's getting closer to what you just did.
So if we're talking about super powers, I'd say your ability to undo the past is more impressive than a football referee changing the call on the field.
Regardless, the literary world was done an injustice by you removing the post.
So say three Hail Marys, four Our Fathers, make a good Act of Contrition & bang out a couple more posts.
Ah ha, I've got a better sports analogy that fits perfectly - a mulligan (the old do-over). I woke up. I gasped (literally) at what I'd written. I teed it up again. I played the second one. There. I knew there was a sports analogy I could use (there always is).
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