Book of Blues

A fine, rare moment in life: slowly sipping Johnnie Walker Green with a friend you’ve gone through the trenches with. Its just after 1:30 am. My buddy is having a housewarming party. Bought his first house. Unopened boxes still lie about. The dining room table is still a card table until his girlfriend’s dad drops [...]

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My rush of daily posts while in Ft. Myers, Margaritaville has sadly turned to trickle of thoughts spilt bi-weekly during stolen moments.  It’s 11pm on a Friday night and I”m about to write web copy for a high-priority project that got dumped into my lap. Client web copy usually isn’t in my job description at [...]

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“Welcome back, Finn. We moved up some deadlines while you were on vacation. You can check your email later.” And like that, it was time to go headlong back into the grind. I tried not to let go of the feeling of still being in Ft. Myers, Margritavile. The task was made more arduous by [...]

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In a scary thought, weather isn’t delaying my long flight home. Mechanical issues with the first plane has backed me up 2 hours. Who made this flight up: Ft. Myers to Orlando to pick up passengers on the way to Columbus, OH, then a layover (now extended further) on my way to Chicago. Then, once [...]

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Finally made it to the local Mecca, Cheeseburger in Paradise. It was theraputic, enjoyable. I’m a sucker for outdoor dining to begin with, but put me within site of a flat panel tv so I can watch the NFL Wildcard games m me n oldold man are happier than pigs in slop. I got to [...]

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The pieces to the Book of Blues Prequel have been aquired. Now the trick will be assembling the pieces together. I wrote out another piece to the Book of Blues Prequel in that I-fell-asleep sort of way (the godd*mn WordPress App just lost 79% of this post. Ever have to write a document with just [...]

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One of the best New Years I’ve experienced in years. I enjoyed outdoor dining with oldold man Finn, went DVD shopping n watched movies with the oldold man. Then, while we were enjoying Saving Private Ryan – ololdold man Finn’s first DVD purchase – I started something I hadn’t done in two years: wrote new [...]

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It’s early afternoon here just off the island. Though Ernest Hemimgway never stepped foot on neither Sanibel or Captiva Island, the official Ernest Hemingway Festival can be found out here during the summer because the local Chamber of Commerce decided to do what Key West presumably didn’t do: get the Hemingway estate’s blessing. I’d guess [...]

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I overslept, missed the ride to Sanibel Island and so instead of swimming in the gulf of Mexico, I’m catching up on episodes of CSI while I wait for the heat of the day pass on by. Man, Peterson leaving the show. Besides him being a Cubs fan, he can stoneface bad pre-show puns like [...]

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Jimmy Buffet’s slide guitar intro to “Tin Cup Chalice” started looping in my head as I slid out of the backseat of my grandfather’s classic Grand Marquis and beelined for the shore, hastily taking taking the snapshot of the establishment (I forgot to ask the owner for permission to publish it. I’ll have to ask [...]

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We board in ten minutes. I’m starting to relax a little, but the competitor in me won’t let me celebrate put my feet into the sand n water if the gulf shores. I’m still tense enough to the point that when u was going to the bathroom, I went looking for my work key FOB [...]

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Much like New Yorkers, Those from The Region flock as fast as they can down to the shady palm trees of Florida. Especially the Gulf side. We in The Region call them snow birds. At the time of this posting, there will be five days til I get on a plane that is, hopefully, headed [...]

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I went into the national celebration called Black Wednesday not realizing how much I needed a release. The release came in moments wrapped up in ironies. Real ironies, not the poetic moments people mistake for ironies. Then again, I hold off on that because I might get to the end of this thought and mistake [...]

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“So, maybe I did have beer goggles on,” my buddy, Bling, conceded as he crept into the passenger seat of my two-year-old Mustang at 4:30 AM a couple Saturday nights / Sunday mornings ago. “Still, they could have been worse.” “Either way, we were 4 AM Samaritans,” I pointed out. Bling nodded in agreement as [...]

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I finally got the iPhone 3g WordPress app working. As a co-worker told me, “The thing can be tempramental.” I don’t think I can get to the plugins, the spellchecker is left to be desired and, by God’s Holy light, be careful about closing out the app in the middle of a post because the [...]

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