May 28, 2006 - Miami, Florida

A drowning

This afternoon, as I was climbing onto a finger pier at Dinner Key Marina, my phone tragically slipped through the failing velcro security restraints of her (formerly very handy) designated purse pouch to land about 3 feet to the right of said pier. Dave, who happened to be swimming around the boat next door with mask and fins, heroically dove to the bottom and managed to pull her out of the water. But it was too late. She had heated up and her insides were bleeding. She could not be saved.

My phone did not have an easy life. Weeks of neglect during my foreign travels were alternated with myriad endless, pointless conversations whenever I got home, putting unnecessary strain on her system and near inhumane demands on her battery. It really was no wonder she was unable to hold on when her time of need arose. She was too weak.

But she was a good phone - a very hard worker, never too tired to give a cheerful ring, and until her replacement arrives by overnight mail, I will miss her dearly. May she rest in peace.

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May 09, 2006 - Isla Mujeres, Mexico

Bygone

The ocean looks like satin sheets at dusk,
slip covering all sight of land beneath
burnt ocher, umber, sienna stirred blue.
My vessel, dipped waist deep in
reflecting sun’s last smoldering array,
leagues removed of asphalt and tangled feathers -
sedately gliding to better destinations.

Never mind the rust mulled barge a long way back,
trailing behind as dead weight towed -
blemish on this smooth expanse.

I would turn around, hail, bid him find another course
for this journey is my own -
but my sails are set, the radio scrambled,
and if I tried to swim the length
I fear the gleaming sea would engulf this body
in her calculated fake silk evening dress,
silently claiming me.

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May 01, 2006 - Miami, Florida

Is this legal?

So we're driving along a typical wealthy Miami neighborhood street when we come up behind this work truck with one of those official road signals mounted on the back. You know, the ones that point a lighted orange arrow either left or right to direct traffic around it. Except there was no way anyone could possibly get around this truck, given the layout of the street. As in most cases when a truck such as this one is encountered, it didn't make a whole lot of headway and caused a nice little traffic roundup. Our tax dollars at work, I thought, and I must be more patient about these things, I thought. Until I noticed what the truck was doing. This particular vehicle was carrying water, and if you look closely at the photo, you can see a high pressure stream of water extending out from the truck all the way across the left lane. So apparently they've found a very lazy way to water trees in private residential yards in Miami. I wonder if that is legal, to stop traffic for a minute about every 30 yards, and to spray all that water in front of the oncoming traffic in the left lane. The truck wasn't marked with a company name, but that may be because there is a slight possibility that people could get a little ticked off when they get stuck behind this ingenious operation...

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