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JOURNAL ENTRY

I've never treated this site as a web log, actually. And I thought it might be fun to try that. Hereit:

SATURDAY

Arrived at Jax Beach for Sea & Sky Spectacular. Catfish called just as I was arguing with a parking attendant about a space. He wanted to see which way the wind blow, update me on Robbie. I was trying to explain to the attendant that when you put a sign out that says PARKING $5 I expected to pay $5 and park. She said the sign was no good. I said I could think of a slit in close proximity where we could hides it, so no one else was befuddled by it. End result? Stalemate.

Met Judy and her hub Roberto at Bukkets. Killer site for the airshow. Front row center with excellent food, copious alcohol. Very nice peeps. Bringing them to next blogmeet.

Met De Doc. He's not only one of a kind, he's so unique he's half of a kind. Does that make sense? He brought no weaponry. I think that is a good thing. He also chose not to diagnose my rheumy eyes. That is a good thing, too, I reckon. Must get him to a blogsult, as well.

David showed up in time for the Blue Angels, with his beautiful bride and their own little Angel. Very nice fambly. I used to aspire to such wholesome normalcy. I did. Before the clinic faxed my results.

Did I mention there were 250,000 people in attendance for the airshow? Everytime time an F-16 would blow by, or the P-51 would stunt, or the Angels would buzz the crowd, or the female wingwalker strutted her stuff, half the crowd, somewhat inebriated, would roar in approval, and bandy fucking A's around, and drip testosterone. And that was just the girls.

You know, I kind of like this weblogging. I've just saved $37.99 in adjectives, and I've saved that delicious metaphor that's been rollin' around my head (like a porn star) for a rainy day. I might try this again, real soon.