I work from the kitchen counter. I have two desks upstairs, but find it more comfortable to work down here.
To my back are two large glass sliding doors. Forty feet beyond, the ocean.
Frequently a noise can be heard from the water. A splash. Unquestionably always a large fish.
As I was assembling my thoughts to begin writing this morning, I heard that noise. A large thump accompanied the splash. I rushed out onto the deck. There it was. A large dolphin. Leaping 4-5 feet in the air. The expanse of the jump about 10 feet. The dolphin leaped several times before my eyes.
A sight to behold!
With the sun shining and not a cloud in the sky, it was a God is in His heaven, all’s right with the world moment!
I am ok. Did the colonoscopy and endoscopy thing yesterday morning. Glad it is behind me. Behind? I was not trying to joke. The term is appropriate, however.
The drug to knock a person out stayed with me all day. I slept off and on. Watched a little TV. Ate. It had been 36 hours since I last had food.
Big weekend in Key West! The power boat races start today. The 31st Annual Key West World Championships. Start at 10 am this morning. Run through Sunday. The boats race every other day.
The boats are magnificient creatures to behold. Creatures is a proper term. They are long and sleek. Overpowering not only on water, but on land also. If you have the opportunity to stand beside one out of the water, you will understand.
The event brings tons of people to town. It will be a good weekend for Key West from a financial perspective. The owners and crews of these boats are well heeled. They bring their wives and girl friends. They know how to party.
No golf this morning. My medical instructions are to avoid all exercise for 7 days. Not that I have been doing that much of late. I will play bocce tomorrow night, however. I do not consider bocce exercise.
I am definitely going out tonight! I have a need to socialize and eat a good meal.
People are nice. All the emails! Concerned for my health, best wishes, etc. Thank you.
Interestingly, when I was a big shot lawyer and some what of an important person, I never received any where the notes of concern as I did yesterday.
I do pics now with the blog. Did two days and then nothing. No more photos because I have been confined to home preparing for yesterday and then doing yesterday. I promise you tomorrow will have pics. The only photos available for showing today would be the ones the doctor took of my esophogus and colon. Neither would interest you.
Enjoy your day!
I survived yesterday afternoon and evening. One step left in the preparation procedure and I will be on my way to the hospital. The worst is behind me.
I went out in the morning. Decided to get a manicure. A female doctor is doing my procedure. I want to look my best.
Tammy was terrific, as usual. Business was slow. She turned the usual half hour treatment into a full hour. I appreciated it. Dozed off at one point.
I spent my day reading and writing. The reading being done in the bathroom. The writing in the kitchen.
I am into a new and second book about Cheney. I hate to refer to him as a creep, but he was. Dangerous. Knew how to get what he wanted. Knew how to place his people at all levels of government. He was our shadow President.
The writing involved friday’s internet show. It is 95 per cent complete. Another interesting and thought provoking show.
Today is November 7. Also, election day. Thirty three years on ago on another Novemeber 7, also election day, my life took a dramatic change. Altered forever. Someday the event will be shared. In one of the books I am writing.
Lisa is taking me to the hospital and sitting with me. I remember when I used to take her to the hospital. The tides turn.
Enjoy your day!
I have mixed emotions this morning. I do not look forward to the afternoon and evening.
I will be preparing for tomorrow morning’s colonoscopy.
Reading materials have been stacked in appropriate places.
I am an old pro at this. My seventh colonoscopy. A record I am neither proud of nor unhappy with.
Enough said.
For some inexplainable reason, I spent yesterday inside all day. Except for my outside deck, never left the house. Spent the day reading and writing.
I opened my Amazon Kindle to glance through the Sunday New York Times. Kindle’s opening page contained a picture of John Steinbeck.
Memories.
My parents purchased a home in 1941. I was six at the time.
The home cost $4,000. Financed the house with a 20 year mortgage.
A new home required new furniture. We went from a small 4 room apartment to a rather large 7 room flat. The house was a two family one.
More rooms required new furniture. Especially a dining room set. A formal dining room was a new experience for us.
The china was empty. The dishes would come later. My parents initially filled the china piece with books.
Two of the novels were by John Steinbeck. The Grapes of Wrath and Of Mice and Men.
I started reading those books and others by the time I was 7 and in the second grade. I used to sit myself in a large easy chair in the living room. It was twice my size. Lying next to me in the chair was a big thick red book. Webster’s Dictionary. I knew not many of Steinbeck’s words. When confronted with the unknown, I looked the word up in the dictionary.
I read many other books in the same way during my early formative years.
Steinbeck’s Kindle picture favorably stimulated my memory. I wanted to share the experience with you.
That was the highlight of my Sunday. No Don’s Place, Lisa’s for Sunday dinner or Kate Miano’s Gardens. Still, a good day.
Enjoy your today!
There is no joy in Tuscaloosa, mighty Alabama has struck out!
Sorry to use a baseball metaphor, but it applies!
To my friend Jean Thornton, my condolences. Jean bleeds Crimson as I Orange.
One observation. Nick Saban is and has always been a big time coach. He recruits well. Why didn’t he recruit a better kicker? Concededly these were pro ball field goal attempts. Nevertheless, he who wishes to be the best of the best should have the best.
I spent yesterday engrossed in football.
My afternoon with Syracuse. We lost. 28-21 to Connecticut. We are building. Some day hopefully a return to national prominence.
I know both of the coaches in the Syracuse/Connecticut game.
Paul Pasqualoni coached at Syracuse for 14 year some time ago. Now he is at Connecticut. During his coaching days, I was an active alumnus at the University. I got to know him fairly well. Doug Marrone was an assistant coach at Syracuse back when. He is now head coach. I met him on several occasions and was on a hello first name basis. I did not know him as well as Pasqualoni.
Pasqualoni was a good guy. You would want your daughter to marry a some one like him. Clean cut in appearance. Clean cut in attitude. Syracuse was victorious under his coaching. But never seemed to make it to a position of national prominence. He always came up short 1 or 2 victories.
I wish Paul well at Connecticut.
A new day and a new time! My whole life I have been screwed up by the time change. It is a mental thing. It is a bit easier these days. The cell phones, computers and TVs all self correct themselves. My problem remains, however. My head and body.
Jimmy Buffet was in Key West friday for the Parrot Head gathering. No one mentioned it at the Chart Room when his name came up. I was not on Duval during the day.
Buffet flew in and flew out, with generous time afforded in between. He flew from Long Island. Brought his 15 piece musical group with him. Sang for 1 1/2 hours on Duval in front of La Concha. A free concert. Mingled a bit. Then back to Long Island.
I am glad he came. The Parrot Heads were born out of his fame. Besides partying, they do much good charity wise. Buffet cannot make these yearly convention meetings in Key West every year. This was one to show up at, however. The Parrot Heads twentieth anniversary!
In between football games, I drug and grocery shopped. Tuesday I am having a colonoscopy and endoscopy. Needed to buy the goodies to prepare for the colonoscopy. Ugh!
Another beautiful Key West day in the making. Sun bright. A bit of a breeze. Not a cloud in the sky. Powder blue.
Enjoy your sunday!
Sometimes we make mistakes! Big time!
I did yesterday. I am so embarassed.
Angie is my friend from Jakarta, Inodonesia. She reads my blog daily. Religiously listens to my intenrnet show with her friends. I refer to them as my groupies.
Angie obviously speaks English. I do not speak her language. She writes big time on Facebook. Generally in English.
Not yesterday morning. It was in her native Indonesian language.
Several people were emailing back and forth in her native language also.
I figured some big deal fun thing was being discussed.
I was wrong.
I initially wrote, “Whatever…..I hope it was good.”
Angie responded to me in English. She said, “My best friend’s mother just passed away Lou…..and my friends are saying their condolences”.
I felt like an ass. Still do.
I wrote and offered my aplogies to Angie. Never again shall I comment unless I know full well the meaning of that which was written.
I saw another doctoor today. I am in need of a colonoscopy. It was the pre-colonoscopy physical. We are going to do a double header. Tuesday at 8. A colonoscopy and endoscopy.
I worked the early evening with Sloan for a while. We are making progress. Creeping towards a book!
Afterwards, I headed to Don’s Place. Chatted with my friend Kurt for a while. Everyone there. Angus, Jeff, Rob, etc. Spent some time with Don. We ended up talking to a woman new to me but not to Don. One of his loyal customers. Lisa. She works at the outdoor restaurant on Duval accross from Hard Top Cafe.
Joanie was there. Withr Jimmy. Love Joanie! We talked.
Bocce tonight. I will definitely be playing. Unless, I am benched for recent poor playing.
Enjoy your day!
Jean Thornton, the Key West golden girl, an admonition. Buy a new furnace!
Jean lives up north, also. Presently there. Cold and colder. Furnace broke down again.
Even better, sell your northern home. You and Joe move down here to Key West full time.
The weather continues to be a steady 80 degrees. Overcast. A few drops of rain each day. Humidity back. I thought it was gone. Yesterday was sticky.
I started yesterday with the dentist. Thought I was near the end of the road with implant replacements. I have been at it since January. Not yet. Shocking. I was told at least another four months.
Vanity has its price and is expensive in more ways than one!
Today I see a new doctor. Time for a colonoscopy. Colonoscopy every five years. The visit today only a pre-colonoscopy physical.
I hate all this doctoring. It seems that is all I do in my old age. If I were having sex as much as I doctor, I would at least die happy! With a guaranteed smile on my face!
All I did last night was the Chart Room. Me and four ladies. Sheila, Myra, Bobbi and Mary. I knew them all previously, except for Bobbi.
Sheila drives a trolley car, Myra sells tickets from a street booth for all kinds of Key West events, Bobbi is front desk manager at the Southernmost white guest house, and Mary bartends the Chart Room one evening a week.
A nice bunch of ladies. Savvy.
We talked of many things. I shared with them my thoughts on post divorce dating by a male senior citizen. Based on my experience. They looked at me shocked when I finished. No one seems to believe what I say. Basically, it sucks!
I had a very good time with the girls and hope we get to do it again.
Then to Don’s Place for a night cap. Herschel and Erica at the bar. Erica’s birthday. Gave her a birthday hug and kiss.
How old, I asked. She said 28. Hell I said, you do not look a day over 22!
Erica and Herschel are heading up to Tampa this morning. Someone tried to rob Erica’s Mother. In her home. Mother got beat up pretty badly. In the hospital with some broken bones. They expect her to remain hospitalized for two weeks.
Sad.
No golf this morning because of the doctor visit. Things are really bad when I let doctoring interfere with golf. The problem is it is hard to schedule a colonoscopy in Key West. Only one or two doctors and too many people requiring the procedure.
Enjoy your day!
It is amazing what I am able to share with this blog.
This morning, Dante.
Dante had two impacts in my life. One minimal. The other major.
Dante was the famous writer of the 1300s. His major work was Dante’s Inferno. The story of Hell, Purgatory and Heaven. Rodin was a sculptor who came later. One of his major works, of many significant works, was Dante’s Inferno.
Yesterday, I was communicating with a Chinese friend. Zhaoyao. The conversation involved bath tubs/jacuzzis. I described my Key West bathroom to her. It is quite unique. She mentioned…..something like Dante’s Beatrice.
Her comment put me on a search. Who was Beatrice? Turns out Dante had a girl friend. Beatrice. She became a character in many of his written works. In one, Beatrice is bathing.
Dante of the 1300s’ Beatrice was further memorialized in the 1600s by the painter Rossetti. Rossetti had a girl friend also. Lizzie. Rossetti painted Lizzie as Dante’s Beatrice. A painting of Beatrice lying/floating in a tub of water.
That is how I got back to Dante. My modern day jacuzzi precipitated a response involving Dante’s Beatrice.
Which brings me to how Dante had some impact with my life.
I went to college in the mid 1950s. Studied Spanish for three years. My teacher was Professor Cantatore. Italian, from the old country. Accent and all. Short. Salt and pepper hair standing upright. Uncommon in those days.
Professor Cantatore often shouted out to us, as was his way, to read one page of Dante’s Inferno each day! Had nothing to do with Spanish. Again, just his way.
I never took his advice.
Scroll ahead some thirty odd years. I am now an attorney. My practice took me to New York City often. By this time, I was also a failed former painter and now a collector of fine art.
Whenever I was in New York City, I made time to visit some museum for a while. One of my favorites was the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I was a frequent visitor.
The sculptor Rodin had always turned me on. One of his greatest known works is The Thinker. That huge unclothe man sitting with his chin on his hand.
I read that Rodin’s Dante’s Inferno was on loan to the Met from I believe the Louvre in Paris. I had to see it.
It was a special showing. Required much space for viewing. Huge crowds were anticipated.
The work was displayed in the extremely large garden entrance to the American exhibit. The American exhibit was new at the time.
The sculpture blew me out! Overwhelmed me! Instantaneously took my breath away!
I had never seen any thing like it.
It was huge. Rodin did .many works on a large scale. The Inferno required it. It was a large rectangular piece. Tiny figures of people were sculpted into the body of the work. Each had a face. Those involving Hell especially impacted me. The pain was excruciating! I could feel it in every sense of my body.
I sat on a bench for hours just looking at it. Some times I would walk up and inspect a small portion. Then return to sit again.
I hope I have not bored you.
Yesterday, an ok day. Heart doctor in the morning. Blood pressure 110/60. That is where we are leaving it. Now attacking g the fluid problem. Change of some pills. We shall see.
Visited with Lisa. Then spent the afternoon at home writing.
Yesterday was Halloween. I was to do trick or treating with the grandkids.
They were ready to go after dinner! Robert especially excited. I would descibe it as hyped!
Robert a ghoul. Ally a witch.
They attacked the streets. Off and on porches. Did well. Each had a heavy bag of goodies afterwards.
Lisa, Corey and I stood in the shadows as they knocked on each door.
Dentist this morning. I am anxious to bring the implant thing to a conclusion. I started January 7.
Enjoy your day!