I wish those red taillights *were* heading to Spain

[muckefuck]

Goddamn chipuni! His recent blogging about visiting Barcelona has really made me wish I were flying there tomorrow. But, alas, a family vacation to Europe is a tough sell for as long as my sister's children are whippersnappers rather than sullen youths. So West Palm Beach (or just "West Palm", for those in the know) it is.

Spare me your climatical sympathies! When I was young and foolish, I used to regularly go home for my birthday. "Home" is St. Louis and my birthday is in August, so Florida in July holds no terrors--at least as far as heat and humidity are concerned. Hurricanes are a different matter, but they hardly ever happen, right?

I intended to pick up some Florida history--or at least some Hiassen--to read while I'm down there, but I somehow never got around to it; the selection will presumably be better locally anyway. There are a lot of things I never got around to. Between wrestling with the iPod (rollick, you don't know how I've been putting off adding new music because of the management it would demand) and Project Runway (curse you, monshu! curse you forever!), several things which were supposed to happen last night did not, in fact, happen.

I'm feeling rather underprepared, but I'm taking as my guiding principle the good ol' "There's nothing you really need that you can't buy there." Of course, I've never really been great at assessing the relative cost of the misery of doing without something vs. the misery of Paying Too Much, but my sister should be able to rub some sense into me. At least I've already printed out my boarding pass (Group A--go ahead, I dares ya), which--provided I manage not to lose it in the next fourteen hours or so--makes up for a lot.

Comments

[rollick.livejournal.com]

I'm still in the new-toy phase with the iPod, ripping at least a couple of albums per day and adding them right away, and deleting stuff from it when it comes up on random shuffle and I don't like it. I can, however, foresee a day when I'm just totally sick of messing with it, and the whole ripping-new-albums thing just seems like too much work. (That's actually kinda sorry, now that I think about it.)

climatical question

[thesilia.livejournal.com]

do you seriously equate missouri with florida? the good news is, florida really does have good coastal breezes and regular cooling showers throughout the summer, so its not so bad. but still... missouri in august != florida in july.

just my 2 cents. i've not actually spent much time in missouri and can't call myself an expert, but i've been to kansas city in late summer, and that's close enough for me to count it.

iPod management woes: you'll be glad you did it! new music is worth the headache!

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Highs in the 90s with 75% humidity? Pffft! I lived through a decade of that with nothing but fans to keep me cool. The hotel is air-conditioned; this will be child's play.

[snowy-owlet.livejournal.com]

I am devoted to Project Runway.

Florida, Seething Hotbed of Surreal Crime

[mollpeartree.livejournal.com]

Yay, Hiaasen! I recommend Stormy Weather because of the stuff about Disney World, if you're having trouble choosing among all those neon covers. Also, if you want something even lighter than Hiaasen, try Tim Dorsey. For darker, try Charles Willeford (Miami Blues is a good one).