Actually, we arrived back in New Jersey on Friday, but the week-long party left everyone, including Yours Truly, pretty well knocked out.
Despite our valiant efforts, I understand that there may still be some vodka on the liquor store shelves in Southwest Florida. For the initial stocking, we typically descend upon a small liquor store on the way to â€œCamp Usual Suspects,â€ and buy a veritable shitload of booze in all of about four minutes. I can imagine the very friendly owner doing a happy dance in front of his cash register after we leave. His kid can stay in the private school.
This year was marked by a daily thunderstorm and generally sketchy weather, but no matter. We are unstoppable, highly mobile, and we have perfected the rain drill. We can get our FIVE coolers and assorted snacks under cover in a matter of minutes.
I was taken by the number of fancy-schmancy, seriously expensive waterfront homes that are for sale on Fort Myers Beach. It seemed to me that as many were for sale as were not. I recall that some of them were being built last year and obviously have never been lived in. I expect that the bursting real-estate bubble and consequent job losses by those who can afford to live in or speculate on such houses is the cause of the blossoming â€œFor Saleâ€ signs. We all expressed confidence that The One will make everything better.
Of course the contrast between the sunny and spotlessly clean, uncrowded Fort Myers Airport and the bustling, crowded, loud shithole that is Newark Airport was, as usual, bracing. Welcome to the Garden State.
A glitch. The Post Office was supposed to deliver the accumulated mail on Saturday, and when, by 4 oâ€™clock it hadnâ€™t arrived, I called the â€œCustomer Serviceâ€ number. I got a very nice lady (based somewhere in 1-800 Land) who took my confirmation number and all the deets, and, after all that, she told me that there is no way I could get my mail until Tuesday, as my local post office was closed. She apologized (presumably on behalf of the Government) for my inconvenience and said she was â€œsending a reportâ€ somewhere. I felt undeniably serviced. Iâ€™ll still get my mail on Tuesday.
Thatâ€™s about it for now, Peeps. Iâ€™ve got to ease back into the blogging thing.
Oh, and a special thanks to my friend Elisson for his excellent post about Hair Care (see below). I shall have something to say about that in the next few days, as I know youâ€™re all wondering how I tend to my magnificent mane.