Short, Sardonic Midwestern Woman explains exactly what's wrong with the world and how things would run so much better as soon as everyone admits the whole universe revolves around HER.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
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Chickens everywhere.
Cats everywhere.
Dogs everywhere.
Kooky people everywhere.
Yes, I survived a trip to Key West.
(Motto: With New Orleans out of the way, we’re the strangest city by the sea!)
Too tired to type about it now, but suffice it to say it was an adventure. In germs. Salt water was the healthiest thing I touched for days, I’m sure. No road blogs, as I’m not even sure the internet reached Key Largo yet…well, it has, but when you haven’t renovated (or cleaned) your hotel since Bogart dropped by, it’s mighty hard to come by. Much like flushing toilets, plungers or window squeegees….
Anyhoo, more tomorrow when I recuperate!
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The other day we were all like "She's probably doing one of two things right this minute."
The two possibilities were:
1) Sitting around a pool somewhere with a drink with an umbrella in it, thinking of sarcastic comments to throw at the 20-year-old beach slackers checking out the "older woman" with the seven consecutive bathing suits, or
2) Standing out in the middle of nowhere, up to her abdomen in swamp muck, next to an upside-down, sunken kayak, holding her (new) shoes over her head in one hand, and her cell phone in the other, getting ready to call someone for help. She hasn't called just yet, because she wants to think of an appropriately sarcastic comment to give to the 911 operator.
Does this mean you won't be going with me next year???? Louise
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