Dinner at Roostica last night. The sunday pasta special. Sat at the bar.
Sarah bartending! Back from Greece!
Excited. The trip flowed from her lips. No question she had a good time.
Three days in Athens. The balance of the trip on the island of Crete.
Sarah is a hiker and runner. I was unaware. Her days in Crete were spent hiking through one mountain pass to another and back. Or, up a rocky hill and down.
I would have died!
She had a wonderful time. I have to dine at Roostica more often to get caught up re the entire trip.
The Debate. I kept waiting for the shoe/bomb to fall. Never did. Donald was generally good. The result of the debate was a tie or I’d give Donald the edge.
I remain anti-Trump. His being a thug and bully evident. The man is not qualified in any respect to be President.
Trump and his team say the tape is of no consequence. Eleven years old. Bill Clinton’s shenanigans are more than 20 years old.
Fantasy Fest around the corner. One of the top events each year is Headdress Ball.
This year Headdress will be held under a gigantic tent at Truman waterfront. Tom Luna the emcee. Christopher Peterson and Terri White making special appearances. And of course the Headdress participants.
This years’ event will be the 34th. A record!
I know Headdress Ball from its Pier House days. On the beach. Thousands of people all over the property. Great show. A fun time!
Larry Smith was active with Headdress for many years. Some as Director. Always did an excellent job.
Headdress Ball is held on thursday night. There is another prime event that evening. Sloppy Joe’s Toga Party. Which spills out of the bar and covers 2-3 blocks of Duval. The ladies occasionally showing a personal body part in exchange for beads.
Between Headdress Ball and Toga Party, thursday night my favorite Fantasy Fest time.
Now my enjoyment will be limited to Toga Party. The Waterfront site is too far away for me to make both. I am not complaining, however. I am a voyeur at heart. Toga/bead exchanges more than enough to make my evening.
My bocce team continues to do good. Actually, excellent! Won all three games again thursday. Now 11-1. Tied for first with Hell’s Rangers. The best of the best for years. An interesting match when the two teams meet.
Again, I point out the team is doing better without me than it did with me.
Most of the Atlantic beaches devastated by Matthew are gone. Especially dunes. Have to be fixed. I observed correcting such a beach problem following Wilma. Key West’s Smathers Beach. Smathers had no dunes, however.
The surge blew the sand across the road. Piled it high between curb and the treeline behind. Like 20 plus feet.
The area stunk. Smell horrible. The sand replete with dead fish and I don’t know what else.
The beach correction a simple process. Two fold.
First, the sand piled on the other side of the street was filtered. A huge screen. Lets the sand pass through. The dead fish and everything else held by the screen.
The sand spread over the former beach.
Still not enough sand. Sand had to be brought in. It is purchased from elsewhere and driven in in dump trucks. The sand dumped on the beach and spread.
Voila! Smathers Beach was as before.
I am trying to recall where the sand came from. Something tells me Bermuda. I could be wrong.
The worst Vice President of modern times was Spiro Agnew. He resigned this date 1973 from the position. After pleading guilty to income tax evasion. The tax evasion charge was based on his taking kick backs while Governor of Maryland and continuing to receive them while Vice President.
I never liked Agnew. He was a law school graduate who never really practiced. Became an Allstate claim adjuster. Allstate claim adjusters back then were not nice guys.
During the campaign, Agnew spoke in extremely disparaging terms about those protesting the Vietnam war. Venom fell from his lips.
The man was a bully. I thought a little crazy, also. He got what he deserved.
Oh, he ran as Vice President on Richard Nixon’s ticket. Nixon resigned less than a year later. Birds of a feather.
Enjoy your day!