Imitators and Keys

First off, I want to let every one know that I am not in San Antonio as I am writing this. I am in a place that would make every one except Jess jealous. I am in Key West. It is further south then any other place in the USA that you can get to with a car and dance moves. It is important to travel to this destination with dance moves. It is filled with establishments that cater to dancing and serving beverages that encourage dancing. But there is nothing wrong with this if your are semi-young semi-greyhaired and single like me. For there is nothing holding you back from dancing with future hot wives, except..... not doing it. It makes you(or me in this case) feel terrible when you do not take advantage of the opportunity of sweet innocent Baptist girls walking down the street with no parent supervision for the first time since last week. But seriously. I am not married like my travel mate so it is hard to pick up the opposite sex without explaining a 7 hour story of his relationship. Anyways, just to remind you, I am in Key West as I type right now. It is nice. It is a great place to people watch. It is fun to watch how certain situations work out between a guy that does not belong in Florida, let alone the Keys, and some girls that not only belong in the Keys but probably even in a V.S. catalog. His persistence was noteworthy but is inability to take a strong no, led to his demise. You see this guy was an imitators, trying to imitate someone that gets women. His only tools were pick up lines he read off gum wrappers and seven alligator Bombs. (basically a drink that Doctors would prescibe to a patient before open heart surgery as an form of knock out drug, but served in the Keys for only 7.00 bucks) Anyways, with everything going wrongly for him, he takes one last approach at imitating a successful ladies man, when a guy roughly the size of Shaquill O'Neal came buy yelled at him, slammed his face into the table(shattering his big coke bottle glasses into his retina), completely tore his left arm off(the one he kept touching the model with), and then used the torn off arm to beat the guy. It was really quite a site. The imitators was thrown out onto the street where he, and this is unbelievable, got right back up walk into the bar(holding his left arm in his right hand), walked right up to the bar and asked for is tab. Well those are just the sureal things that you see in Key West on any given night.

Let me catch you up on what is going on in my life. I know it has been a month or more since I wrote on this. I have been busy, I will give you the short version(one sentence version, so pay attention.) I quit my job of four years, planned on going to Thailand to teach, Thailand fell through, I locked my self in doors for a week, then applied for jobs, I played three seasons of Collage football on PS2, I had many long nights on weekdays, I went back to my old job to help out, I decided to go back full time to old job, but not until I went on a trip, and then I traveled by new Scion to the Florida Keys. That is it in a nut shell. Hopefully I will keep this updated more often now that I will have a set schedule again. Not working for 4 weeks turns your weekdays to weekends and your weekends in to just one long day. But starting Monday I get back to the grind.

Let me make this even longer and tell you about our trip. We left Saturday at 1:00 in the afternoon, and made it to Tallahassee Florida by 2:00 that night. If you don't have a calculator and a map and a Calculus book handy I will save you time and let you know that it was pretty quick. I drove every hour of it too. Not because Jay wouldn't but because I was in a zone. Anyways, we went by Florida State University that next morning and snuck into yet another stadium and got some pics with Bobby Bowden. Then we took a nice drive through pouring rain to Miami Beach. Jason drove this entire drive while I lauphed. We had a nice time there and then we drove to Key Largo(like the Beach Boys song), and had a great Scuba dive day. Saw sharks and eels. Very nice. More about the trip later. Sorry for bad grammar. Wrote half last night. Until next time.