Sarasota - Valentines Day
Fortunately, I was prepared for the day. I had bought a nice card and the traditional heart-shaped box of chocolates. Another potential Hallmark disaster averted.
Aol had featured the list of the 10 worst Valentine gifts - eg a close up photo of one's pride and joy, an ironing board, a coupon for $5 off an oil change. I was feeling pretty smug, I admit it. I am well past such ill-thought-out tokens of affection.
It was a beautiful day here at the beach, following last night's rain. I was up at 7:15, awakening from a realistic dream, where I was being hunted by gangsters who had mistaken me for some shmuck who owed them money. It was a case of mistaken identity, but there was a sense of terror when I realized that the fellows who had come to beat the snot out of me were totally uninterested in whether I was the perp or not. Some one needed to be beat-up, and the boss "did not like excuses." They got the same pay no matter who they beat-up. When I asserted that real bad guy would eventually have to be beat-up when the mistake was cleared up, and Mr. Big would be unhappy, they just laughed. Just as the big guy was putting on his enforcer gloves, I woke up with a bead of perspiration on my brow. I was relieved to see the beach our of the window, and the sun showing pink in the eastern sky.
Throughout my morning ablutions, I kept thinking about how bureaucratic the mob was. Inefficient too.
Later, I was able to get in a swim in the ocean. The water is about 62 degrees - kind of chilly but tolerable. The weather for the next two days is forecast to be colder, so that it most likely the end of swimming. Tonight I had to wear a long sleeved shirt. Brr. Tomorrow we will take the rental car and do some exploring. With the GPS system we can find anything.
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