  i wish i wrote more often... lets see, what have i been up to... ran some. swam some. saturday was kind of interesting. in the late morning i went out with cory and his dad on their boat. they just got it back after having it fixed. we were having a good time.
i drove it around a little. shortly before we were going to head back to the car, we stopped for a bit and then the boat wouldn't restart. for the next few hours they fiddled around with greasy hinges, fuses, bolts, whatever-(stuff from that intimidating mechanical realm that i prefer not to think about). i am so incompetent when it comes to that sort of thing. i just stayed quiet and out of the way and enjoyed the sun. eventually they got the boat started up again.
we both had to close at Rubys that night. even though we were stranded i came to understand why people have boats now i guess. i've never spent much time in the sun and at beaches and stuff but i probably will be more often since i do live in Florida now. there is a lot of fun to be had. That night, fifteen minutes before we closed, (wince, roll eyes) these two guys, late teens probably, come in and order dinner. but they were polite and left me a $40.00 tip on $20 something check.
i caught up with them before they walked out the door to make sure that they hadn't made a mistake. very awsome. that restored my faith in humanity and kept me from being grumpy and thinking only about my sunburn. the next day riding in the van, jill and i and the kids saw something i will probably never again see in my lifetime. something extraordinary. wonderful.
aubrey brought it to our attention. she said "hey a chicken! " "look" or something like that. and then i saw, how or why i'll never know, but on fast, busy, perilous 98, a chicken crossed the fucking road. a chicken. a goddam chicken.
and it made it. monday and today have not been terribly exciting. i have just a little over a week till i get my teeth out. i should work as much as possible till then cause i probably will be useless for a few days afterwords. stomach-ached today. i picked up a shift tonite.
it was alright. i had a big party of 14. i don't like having big parties. they make me nervous. i want to say more, think more, remember and record more details about stuff but i'm on my third glass of wine and i'm suddenly growing very slow and sleepy and i have to get up for work at The Name. 
