Yes, Peeps, it is again that time of the year when the Usual Suspects descend upon the Southwest Coast of the Sunshine State. As usual, our first stop will be the liquor store for the important supplies, where we always put a big smile on the ownerâ€™s face as he puts his cash register into high gear. After that, we stop at the supermarket (A Publix â€“ nice. We donâ€™t have them in Jersey) for other less-essential provisions. About an hour later, after the unpacking is complete, the party begins.
As in past years, we will get to see folks from all over the country (from as far away as Washington State) who have become our friends (and honorary Garden Staters) over the years. Iâ€™ll be bringing one of the â€œroad guitarsâ€ and, for the first time, Mr. Computer, as I understand our place now has wifi. I donâ€™t know how much time Iâ€™ll get to spend with Mr. Computer (I try to avoid too much â€œnewsâ€ while weâ€™re there), but weâ€™ll see.
Also, as in the past, I will be avoiding any body of fresh water (other than the swimming pool) that is bigger than, say, my foot. Farookinâ€™ gators. Yeef!
So, if I seem to drop off the scope at times (or completely) for the next two weeks, youâ€™ll know why.