Monthly Archives: June 2010

Greetings from Florida!

I haven’t found any tar balls on the beach yet, and I’ve already been to both coasts. Oh yeah, on Friday morning I got to ride a fuckin’ manatee! Not really, but I definitely swam with a bunch in the murky waters of so-called Crystal River. They felt slimy. More on that later, when I don’t have to buy a round of beers at World Of Beers in order to get access to the internet.

Tomorrow we are headed back to the west coast, to Spongeorama, the Greek wonderland of Tarpon Springs, the creepy Scientologist wonderland of Clearwater, Fla., and lovely Tampa/St. Pete, maybe my favorite two-cities-in-one in all of the Sunshine State. Considering I ate my weight in steamed blue crab this weekend, my beach motto is above. Translation: A woman without a belly is like heaven without stars.

Chick Habit

Just a little yé-yé to tide you over until I can actually write something. I got back from (beautiful, glorious) Florida Monday evening and promptly took over for my wonderful editor at the paper, who is taking his own much-needed vacation, Tuesday morning. I am busy beyond belief and I am actually between trips — Sunday we are leaving again for nearly a month in Sweden. I am excited! I get to see the Malm whale again!