Friday, March 14, 2008

Home Again, Jiggedy Jig

Being in a place like this, makes returning to














a place like this awfully hard.
Not that I'm not grateful for the brief respite.

More later, but you Florida people are pretty darned lucky.
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Anonymous said...

Welcome back. And those Florida people will think WE'RE lucky when July comes and their at a million percent humidity.

12:16 PM
Anonymous said...

Patti: I'm over on the west side of Mich. for a few days. It's 50+ and sunny! [I doubt it'll hit 60,though I still believe we'll have at least 2 days in March...] Don't see any speedos or thongs-- but I think some people skipped work because I can smell some charcoal grilling goin' on.
Hope you had a good time south of snow!
John McAuley

2:23 PM
Anonymous said...

As an ex-Hawaiian resident, I can attest that hot and humid can get pretty damned tired, too. But when nasty winters are followed by nasty summers, as in the Mid-Atlantic I've been living in for nearly a quarter-century, one has to wonder why we bother staying.

3:33 PM
Josephine Damian said...

Byron: You got that right. A few weeks of heaven is not worth the month after month of hell we go through here. And election screw up? Don't even go there!

Welcome home, Patti! Although I was under the impression you would be here much longer... a month?

11:16 PM
pattinase (abbott) said...

Josephine-Five days. Spring break at our university. John I'm still hoping for the sixties to hit. Bryon-the last few summers have been pretty hot here. Todd, I thought Hawaii was perfect. Darn.

9:19 AM
Anonymous said...

Sure. Perfectly expensive, perfectly provincial (remarkably so for a place so diverse in its cultural interactions), perfectly racist (sadly unsurprisingly so for a place with so many ethnic groups and the history it has had...there are no majorities, just greater- and lesser-privilege minorities, including pale Caucasians not quite at the top of that hierarchy, which is an interesting experience, if no better one than for anyone else). And "rock fever" (the desire to be anywhere larger than 100 square miles of magma in the most remote archipelago in the world--actually, the big island, which is larger than that, doesn't count) has been known to hit hard. It's Paradise! And the weather's gorgeous, if you like the rainy-season mudslides that take out a community or two every few years.

3:10 PM

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