up on the roof

(this is a test of the “send a blogpost to your blog from your e-mail account” system. should this have been an actual posting it would have been made through the normal process. you may now return to your normal internet random surfing pattern.)

this weekend (today and tomorrow) marks the beginning of the latest incarnation of the roof top bar and cafe at bay islands college of diving.

featuring cheap beer (bacon), breakfast offerings (bacon), spectacular sunsets (bacon) and star sightings (bacon).

not to mention some of the biggest lies told throughout the entire history of mankind.

such as: “I’m not drinking tonight.”
“I’m leaving in the morning.”
“I love you.”

some of our offerings might include (but will not be limited to) the ever popular beer battered double meat deep fried cheeseburger,the bacon bloody mary, and the veggie burger with bacon.

then again they might not.

this ends our test of the “send a blogpost to your blog from your e-mail account”

thank you both for reading.

incommunicado

due to circumstances beyond my control (h-p builds a piece of shit laptop) i will be incommunicado for an indeterminate amount of time.

Happy Birthday

Today is the 232nd birthday of the

United States Marine Corps

Thanks to all you jarheads out there.

melancholy baby

i’ve been hearing an old familiar tune the last few weeks.

it’s a sad song…all about lost love and broken dreams…sweet lies and burning bridges.

a haunting melody full of slow, sad blues riffs and a voice that could pull the soul of a politician right out of the devil’s hand.

but you know what?

i’m gonna write a new song.

i’m gonna learn a new dance.

and i pity those poor fools who can’t keep up.

rock on, baby, rock on.

“she had a body like a melon and a face like a collie…”

i feel like dancing.

a new tool

for those of you who come here on a regular basis (gene) you might have noticed that there’s a new thingy in my sidebar.

it’s designed to bring more (as in lot’s more) traffic to your blog.

it’s destined to take over the blogosphere.

it’s virtually viral; plethoric in scope; it bloggles the mind.

get on board now or be left in a cloud of electronic detritus.

it’s blogrush.

go on and get ya some.

deluge

last night’s rain will be talked about on utila for a long time.

in front of the fire station golf carts had to be pushed through
force five (ok, three) rapids while the local kids stood around
laughing at ex-pats who, obviously, had never had to drive through
a low water crossing on memorial day week-end. (it was fun)

couple this with ankle deep red mud all over all (both) of the streets,
great balls of fire in the sky, lightning that gave you less than two seconds
warning before the peal of loud, proud thunder, and you’ve got yourself
a world class theme park.

not since hurricane mitch have i experienced a rain like that.

and i watched it all from the over-the-water deck of the tranquila bar
listening to robert johnson, sonny boy williamson, b.b. king, and
stevie ray vaughn blast out a back beat full of blues.

and i did it with a cold salva vida in my hand.

i love this place!

losing touch

massive clouds…incessant rain…

gamma rays…you’re breaking up…

can hear what sounds like blues coming from the tranquila bar speakers…

i’m going to try to swim there…

last chance to find another living human being…………………………………………

what!?

I just tripped over a dog on the way to the outhouse and am now in the chamber room at midnight trying to clean myself up with as much iodine and triple antibiotic as i can put together.

I really don’t drunk i was that think. I’m so far blaming the whole incident on the fact that there is no light in that part of the yard. And the fact that mercury is in retrograde.

Mercury is starting to piss me off.

Otherwise i’m ok.

While i was lying there listening to said dog bark (“help, help; there’s a humanoid lying prostrate in my walkway.”) i had a chance to think about a few things. the first of which was “at least i didn’t fall into a BIG pile of dogshit.”

al gore won the no bull prize for peace. it must be a hell of a lot colder in sweden than i thought.

while spewing 60 cubic tons of carbon dioxide a month into the same atmosphere he’s so concerned about saving by flying his very own personal private jet around giving speeches
to people who have no clue about what he’s vomiting but who like his new haircut anyway.

(i think i must be in the first stages of antibiotic euphoria now; ordinarily i wouldn’t give a crap about anything remotely concerned with al do anything if you just say you love me gore.)

my life is starting to pass before my eyes now, i’m sure i don’t have much longer.

well, that wasn’t very exciting. but there were a few highlights.

i’m sorry jamie but you were just so damned cute i just couldn’t help but pull your hair in homeroom.

and ms. johnson if they haven’t caught us by now i feel safe in saying that was the best afternoon of my life.

sheep lie.

what the bleep do we know?

i found this over on kate’s blog . (she’s one of my blogging inspirations.)

all i can say is, “ain’t it the truth!”

You’re Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland!

by Lewis Carroll

After stumbling down the wrong turn in life, you’ve had your mind
opened to a number of strange and curious things. As life grows curiouser and curiouser,
you have to ask yourself what’s real and what’s the picture of illusion. Little is coming
to your aid in discerning fantasy from fact, but the line between them is so blurry that
it’s starting not to matter. Be careful around rabbit holes and those who smile to much,
and just avoid hat shops altogether.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

drink beer day

according to one of the modules on my google account today is “drink beer day”.

just think about that for a minute.

aaaahhhhh! (sigh)

what could be better than your favorite beer, good music, a great sunset, and good friends to share it all with?

the sad part of this is that someone has to tell you to do it.

so, to all of you with whom i have had the distinct honor to share in this most sublime of pastimes, thank y’all; thanks a lot.

and thank you, too, god, for making a world in which this is even possible.

just another day in paradise.