Is already off to a good start. I woke up this morning with a painful feeling in my mouth that indicated the slice of pizza I had at 3:30am this morning was indeed hot. I spent last night in Fort Lauderdale with some friends mostly attempting to dance to RnB. I succeeded for quite a few hours and then I just got sick of it.
What was most surprising about last night, for me anyway, was that Karma lounge is in fact not dead. I spoke to one of the people behind the bar and they said “yeah, that person who wrote the article got it wrong… we don’t know where she got that information from. She was actually here last week…”. So, there you go. I think they’ve actually turned down the volume by a few decibels too, but there still weren’t many people there.
It’s pretty cool how fireworks can be purchased at the local supermarket for July 4 activities. What I found really funny though were the names of the fireworks, like “Freedom fireworks” and “Desert strike”. Ok, so they’re even trying to put subliminal messages through fireworks these days. I was wondering if when the fireworks exploded they said “Mission Accomplished” (or as the Daily Show put it in an anagram, “C’mon, I lied. So scampish”). I’ll get back to you on that one. Seriously though, there are fireworks going off in quite a few areas when I was looking over my balcony before. There is a pretty cool vibe around the place at the moment.
I’ve worn my “Florida… stay awhile” shirt that has the drawings of graves on an island a few times now. I’ve had quite a few compliments about it so far from people who I think thought that I was being patriotic or something like that, so I’ve had to point out to them what the graves on the island mean and then I explain that I’m moving over here, and that the shirt is me having a go at myself. Ummm, a lot of people don’t get that.
Well, I’m off to watch some more backyard fireworks before deciding what to do tonight. Adios!
