Here is the Premiere Motel in Fort Lauderdale. The perfect little postwar 20 roomer. I'd like to buy the Premiere and retire down there, but I'd look a little ridiculous with a dot on my forehead. I do look quite studly in the turban, though. Like Tyrone Power.
The Premiere at night. Sweet!
Here is the Birch Tower condominiums. I don't know what you call this architecture other than Post Deco Seafoam Green. Great letters.
I could be mistaken, but doesn't the Premier fly the flag of the Rainbow Nation?
Posted by: jmflynny at October 31, 2004 6:29 PMI believe it flies the flag of the hairy drunk in wifebeater and black socks nation.
Posted by: Velociman at October 31, 2004 6:47 PMTyrone Power? I thought you had a more Tyrone-Shoelaces look in the turban. You NAILED the accent, though.
Posted by: og at October 31, 2004 7:29 PM"I believe it flies the flag of the hairy drunk in wifebeater and black socks nation."
Now it does. Do you wear your turban with that get-up, too?
Posted by: maura at October 31, 2004 7:51 PMI didn't actually stay there, Maura. I was across the street. But I could smell it. My preferred poolside outfit is my Speedos, with a black tank top knotted about the waist in a come-hither rosette. Often leads to biker sex.
Posted by: Velociman at October 31, 2004 9:09 PM"Often leads to biker sex."
Velociman Quote of the Day, Hands down.
Oh dear God, I have a story about Speedos for you.
Posted by: maura at October 31, 2004 10:02 PMAnd I have a Speedo story for you!
Posted by: Velociman at October 31, 2004 10:15 PMBeachfront investment? I'm in. (You can wear the speedo to the closing.)
Posted by: Key at November 1, 2004 1:19 PM