Do you know this song? It's my current favorite. And this one is a close second, because I can finally scream the chorus loud and proud - it's true.
The first day we got to Miami we went to the beach, we needed some R&R - badly. We found a relatively unpopulated stretch of sand and crashed. In about a minute or 2, a young couple crashed right next to our right. Ok, fine, exhibitionism is a game to play too I guess. It was impossible to not hear their conversation and it made me think - do all freshly enamored people have to be annoying, is that some unwritten but strictly observed universal rule? It sure seems so.
"I'll have to get in again, you know," the guy said, speaking about taking a swim.
"Noooo. Do you really have to go?"
"Yes. I wanna."
"No, don't go." Kiss. Kiss kiss. Kisskisskisskisskiiiiiiiiss. Kiss. Kiss Kiss.
"But I really wanna go."
"I'll miss you." Just go with him, you stupid b...each babe.
"I'll be back soon." Fucking get into the frigging ocean already!!!
He never went.
To our left there was a young family, a daddy, a mommy and a baby. As soon as they came, dad ran into the ocean, mom stayed behind and watched the kid - what else. Then he came back, she handed over the diaper filler and went for a quick dip herself. When she got back, she shrieked: "Come here, you sugar pie!" talking to the baby - what else. The whole time they were there, the mommy and the daddy didn't kiss once, I don't think they even looked at each other and the only conversation they had was:
"Where are the spare diapers?"
And people ask me how come I don't want to have kids. A wise man learns by the mistake of others, a fool by his own.
Yesterday we went down to Key West where they say it's the southernmost part of the continental US which just isn't true - Key West is a town on an island, it's not a part of the continent, they just connected it with a road. And that's not even the most southern part. The most southern part is on a military base, but people let alone tourists aren't allowed there. But I'm sure all those people standing in line to take a picture next to the mark don't know that.
Behind the mark there's a fence and I walked up to it and saw the bird (in that picture you can actually see the southernmost part of the un-continental US in the background). A woman was also there taking pictures of the bird when all of a sudden the bird moved, that's what they do. I said out loud:
"No, you stupid bird!" I didn't say stupid, but I curse too much anyway.
The woman laughed and said: "A beautiful sight, isn't it?"
"Yes, gorgeous. And those stupid people are taking a stupid picture next to the stupid red buoy. Stup."
|Hemingways's house in Key West.|
|A six toed cat.|
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