La Floride, or the Flower as they say in Espagnol allegedly. Have you ever seen so many medical centres? There’s a lot of old people in Sarasota, some would say more so now that I have arrived, and they seem to need a lot of medical attention. Billboards advertising hip replacements are kinda funny though… Florida is the place where middle-management-and-above America retires to. They all wear identical clothes and, I’m guessing, have identical conversations, possibly comparing joint replacement deals.
Florida is also the place where some very nice people live ruled over by Princess Demi Del Monaco and her love of dancing, bubbles and jumping up and down.
These kind people took me in for Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving (celebrating the help the Native Americans gave to the European settlers when they were close to starving back in the 1600’s I think) is just too easy a target for me so I’ll leave it alone… no I will… gmmmmph… I’m not saying anything… honest… you should hear the noise in my head now though.
I however give thanks for nice people who made me a vegetariananian version of their biggest meal of the year and provided good company throughout the day. That’s my Thanksgiving. Let’s try to hire a boat today shall we?
