Vacation Highlights Part 1

Well, here I sit, atop a mountain overlooking Charlotte Amalie harbour, on a sunny, warm December ---- hell, I don't even know - or care - what day it is. I guess that signifies I'm truly on vacation.

It's been interesting to say the least and I (thankfully) have six more days left. Unfortuntely, unlike work time, this vacation will go by like Flash Gordon on crank. Alas, the mystery of time. Speaking of time, things here move in comotose speed, which is totally foreign to me. In Atlanta, I never stop. Here, you aren't expected to do anything. I realized yesterday (my second day on the beach) that soon I would need to occupy my time with something or just resign myself to becoming sloth-like. This is actually a struggle as one should not practice laziness as it is a very, very difficult addiction to reverse. That being said, I've been known not to practice what I preach.

Has anyone read "The Life of Pi"? I ask this because it is the first book I've been able to read in two years. Baby Bro suggested it, but after page 26, I think this could be a tear jerker. I wish Dave Barry would crank out another one.

Speaking of tear jerkers, I've had the opportunity to see some of the wedding photos. Thankfully, the photographer knew enough about female pride that she took few photos of yours truly. I honestly had NO fucking idea how fat I really got when I quit smoking. As my bud, Party, would say, "Man, she's got more chins than a Chinese phonebook." To make matters worse, the dress I wore was a deep purple, which makes me look like a nuclear sized Concord grape. I can honestly say, I can appreciate both sides of the good and evil of getting sick and desperately depressed. While I was sick, I thought, "This can get no worse". Now, I see the point of suffering - whoo, sounds way too Catholic, but that's the only way to rationalize. Sad it took two months and 40 pounds for me to see this. Losing weight is simply calories in vs. calories out. Duh - as our mantra this week seems to be, "Here's your sign".

TV says HotLanta isn't that hot today. Mid 40s and storms. Today the weather here looks ominous - partly cloudy and in the 80s.

I've promised myself not to do anything technological while on this trip and since blogging qualifies, I've already screwed the pooch. I'll figure out how to upload photos later so everyone freezing their asses off can know I'm thinking about them.