Dinner at the Outback bar last night. Got into a conversation with a couple near by. Fiftyish.
We got into cigarette smoking. The lady said she occasionally flies on a plane that still has an ash tray in the seat arm. She was concerned with the age of the plane.
I mentioned I could recall a time when doctors purportedly supported Camels. Recommended they be smoked. A Camel advertisement.
I checked out the verbiage this morning: More Doctors Smoke Camels Than Any Other Cigarette.
My new found friends were both shocked. I told them it gets even better.
Stewardesses (they were called that back then) would walk the aisle handing out packs of free cigarettes. Small packages. Probably four cigarettes.
Those were the days!
Took us a long time to learn.
Flying domestically has been cigarette free now 26 years.
Earlier, I had been at Aqua for the Dueling Bartenders. Two bartenders with great voices. Tom Luna and Rick Dery.
When I arrived, I was one of 2 people. Within an hour, there were 28.
Three couples came in. Mid 30s. Two couples tourists, one local. They were at Aqua for a couple of hours of fun. They livened the place up. Tom and Rick sang their songs. Their generational songs. The couples sang along with them.
Two of the ladies danced. First, at the bar. Then on the dance floor. The only ones. Both beauties.
Another time, they danced around Aqua’s good sized rectangular bar. All three this time. As one danced by, I could feel her finger nails run along my back.
The most sex I’ve had in months!
One of the lovelies claimed she was a Mormon. She was dressed in a top that started at her breasts and ran down. Her breasts held up the top. Rick asked her how could she be a Mormon? Where were her white Mormon underclothes?
A gotcha moment! She admitted she was Catholic. A good laugh moment, also.
Marty was a court stenographer. Worked Key West many years. Now lives in Fort Lauderdale. I have not seen him in years. My fault. He has invited me to his Fort Lauderdale home several times. I never go.
Marty and I became friends. Has to be more than 10 years ago. Marty introduced me to the Chart Room. I became a regular as he. We would start our evenings meeting at the Chart Room. Then off for dinner somewhere. Some nights longer than others because we would end up bar hopping after dinner.
Marty was an opinionated man. We agreed on very little. Argued over everything.
We were having dinner at La Trattoria’s bar one evening. Some how, I got into undergarments Mormons are required to wear. Male and female. He told me I was crazy. I stood my ground.
Marty took out his cell phone and called a lady friend in Los Angeles who was a Mormon. She told him yes they did and yes I was correct.
Miss you Marty!
Spent yesterday afternoon preparing for my podcast show tonight. Tuesday Talk with Key West Lou. Nine my time. www.blogtalkradio.com/key-west-lou.
A fast moving show.
Interesting topics. Like prison corporations requiring female prisoners to show their vaginas to prove they were menstruating, private prisons contributing big time to Trump (bullies of a feather flock together), Norway building a wall to keep refugees out, California judge upholding law requiring mandatory vaccinations for children, Russia and Indonesia now have toilet restaurants (disgusting), Big Pharma and price gouging, and more.
Wind from the south this morning. Seldom from the south. When from the south, means a storm.
Eighty percent chance of rain.
Must have something to do with the 99L that missed us and the new one coming up. Neither a big deal for Key Westers fortunately.
Enjoy your day!
That William Hackley even shoots fish. I read that in today’s ongoing saga of that Key West lawyer back in the wild days.
http://keysnews.com/todayinhistory