A couple of things i forgot to mention in last night's long but hurried post:
The gun totin' turkey shootin' family from Ocala said Grace before dinner. They actually said Grace (Does one capitalize grace?) They held hands and everything. I don't know if i have ever seen that outside of church camping trips as a child.
In case i haven't been clear about this: South Beach (Lincoln Road in particular) is one of the greatest places in the world. I could honestly just sit and wander around all day looking at all of the beautiful, muscular, silicone-enhanced people rollerblading and walking impossibly tiny dogs. Then one can walk a few blocks over and hang out with thugged out guys in classic pimp attire - and some of them actually will be pimps! (Need i remind you that it was once on Washington Avenue here in South Beach that Dawn and i once met and "chilled" with the (in)famous pimp Bishop Magic Don Juan. I'm not sure that's really something to brag about, but i like saying his name.)
The weather: So great. It is stupidly hot and humid and i am loving every second of it. It is like walking around in a warm cotton-candy soup and it would be unbearable if it were not for the salvation of the ocean breezes which easily make their way inland over and around the 3 storey, pastel, deco buildings, sitting like little confections along the sea.
Today. Slept in. Dreamed that one of my law profs (i will not say which one) was exacting physical torture sessions on his (or her) students each night. Hung out with the sister, went to the gym, ran errands. Dawn is presently writing her final exam in Calculus or Algebra or one of those frightening classes. I am going to go hang out and smoke and read tonight while she teaches her class. It will be a low key evening, as tomorrow we head to....Orlando, where i plan to stalk and get my photo taken with Belle from Beauty and the Beast, which will undoubtedly result in me trying to impress her with my knowledge of all the songs in the entire show - until Dawn punches me in the mouth and asks with irritation, "Man, why you sweatin' Belle?!". I can't wait.