We're back from drunken tourist land. I got my camera to take non circular pictures with my souped up heavy lens. Here are some photos from our trip.
Witness the nightly ritual of the sundown celebration. People actually gather at the square to clap as the sun goes down. It makes me think we should be celebrating every sundown. Why does this only happen in Key West?
I love this photo. I love green. I am not sure that I love borscht.
Sometimes you just need to air out the armpits.
When I retire in about 5 years, I want to live somewhere where it is warm and safe to bike.
If we were to ride bikes here in good ole' North Haven I am sure we'd get hit by one of the silver foxes cruising by in her caddy.
Gay guys keep nice homes.
We got a little crazy setting up my new super camera on self timer for some synchronized sipping.
Only in Key West will a restaurant have an outdoor shower not too far away from people eating.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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pantalones, you are adorable and i love your cute voice.
but i'm just wondering:
a. what's wrong with borscht?
b. who will support you in your early retirement?
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