Thanks to the heroic efforts of THOCBDC yesterday's boat did not sink (*).
And, within hours, dear reader, a new cache will find its way into the great circulation wars of the Fort Lauderdale pain/sex tabloids. (**) I am proud that my most recent caches have featured my world famous Screw Maids. What? You have not seen them? (***)
(*) OK, I just told the local cop that a boat up the canal looked like it was sinking.
(**) To see what I am talking about scroll back to April 17.
(***) To see them in their beautiful flesh click here.
Let's call it Beach Day.
PS: Another rag has joined the circulation war. Since its advertisers are strikingly similar (if not identical) to those who grace the rear pages of New Times I guess that the readers of City Link have the same profile as those of New Times. Duh!
Anyway, today's cache is a fair and balanced find.
Monsters in the back yard.
See also colorful monster video.
A cache under the wooden gaze.
My friend, Don Bull, sent me these photographs of his recent bike ride in San Francisco.
I received my scarlet As from Prof. Dawkins today. But, where to put them? On the rear glass where they would be most visible? Hmmm. Perhaps not; south Florida is still part of "fundi" world and I don't fancy a red neck pickup truck trying to butt fuck my Merc. Just as bad might be a Jesus loving cop on my tail. (*)
So, see my cop out. While you are at it you can again check out our less controversial sexy stick-ons.
(*) In reality I don't think either of these driver types are bright enough to figure out what the scarlet "A" stands for.
PS: These were my pre cop-out positions.
Trying to find a unique place to place a cache I followed a biker chic to a weird religious building and from there to a place where they hate pets.
This morning I wrote on my Facebook page: "Do you know that you can dry out a wet newspaper in the microwave? Rain fell on my New York Times this AM making a triangular part of all four sections (*) of the paper soaking wet. But by folding each section into a tent shape I was able to dry all of them in about 6 minutes total. Due to above average pagination the Main section took 2 minutes of radar while the light sports section needed but a minute of the same." (**)
Though I did photograph the zapping of the Main section I did not confess to this on my Facebook page; in fact I denied taking any photos whatsoever. Minutes after my posting Patty White commented that she was sorry that I didn't have my camera at hand. Feeling remorse I went back on Facebook and posted one photograph of the Main section some 43 seconds before the end of the timed burn.
Incidentally, a once wet and now radar dried newspaper has a softer touch to it. It feels like reading from a large and somewhat thicker piece of toilet paper. (***)
(*) Main, Business, Arts and Sports.
(**) OK, my Facebook entry was not so windy as this.
(***) No, I am not going there.
This afternoon Watcharee and I visited Birch State Park, a park located between the Ocean and the Intracoastal Waterway here in Fort Lauderdale. When it was deeded to the state of Florida by the Birch family it was agreed that the state would preserve it as natural park ... in other words, only natural vegetation would be allowed. But, within it passes a road and some jogging paths as well as lots of picnic tables ... and restrooms ... and drinking fountains ... and exercise pavilions ... and children's play areas ... and parking places. OK, but the greens are all pretty much natural (but, also, its probably an easy place to also hide a pot plantation ... I mean John Q. Public hardly ever goes far from the road in this place).
Today we met a Segway Tour that was visiting the park's century old Banyan tree. The cute tour leader told us that the root structure of this tree stretched several hundred feet in every direction.
I'd like to take that tour.
Today we drove to Deerfield Beach and had lunch at Tamarind, an Asian grill with a Sushi bar. This place is really worth a special trip if you are within 75 miles of it (*). Watcharee ordered off the Thai menu while I chose Tuna Tower from the broader Asian menu: a raw ground tuna recipe served on the inverted base of a large Martini glass. It was laced with Japanese spices and drippings.
(*) See the attached name card.
After lunch we stopped at Seven Isles to check out the new stuff over at Mongo's old place. Do you remember Mongo? He came from a distant galaxy but he now lives on Earth ... and he has great political ambitions (maybe to become the Governor of Kentucky or a Congressman from Tennessee). His once oddly decorated house is no longer in existence ... but, fresh work is afoot. Is Mongo coming back? Who knows ... but THOCBDC will keep a ready camera.
Watcharee throws a Thai luncheon party; only girls allowed.