Always Be Prepared

I never made it to the Boy Scouts. Cubs Scouting was my limit. I do, however greatly admire the Scout’s motto of “Always Be Prepared”. If I had followed this motto last night you would now be watching a 4 minute video of Celia, the finest belly dancer in South Florida– at least that is how she was billed at Taverna Opa the Greek restaurant we dined at.

In what would have been the video you should now be watching she danced on a table in strobe lighting using a large metallic, silver cloak. The cloak at time looked like angel wings and at other times swirled as she shimmied and twirled. Her hips oscillated, her stomach undulated in inhuman ways and her bosom shook until young boys groaned and grown men cried. And this was a family restaurant. It was not X-Rated it was just WOW!

Earlier in the evening Celia danced with a teenage boy who could barely contain his hormones as he danced. The boy’s father could not contain his own hormones as he handed dollar bills to his son with instructions to stuff them in various parts of Celia’s outfit. Later Celia invited others up on the table to join the shake-a-thon. My wife, who loves to dance came close to jumping on the table. (Just in case you are wondering about me, it NEVER crossed my mind).

So going back to being prepared, I had been caring our little digital camera all day. We originally were going to eat at Charlie’s Crab and I could not imagine that I would need a camera. At the last moment we walked into Taverna Opa instead and that was that.

So you will have to settle for these pics ripped from the restaurant’s website. Pity.

 

 

 

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Half & Half

Not Miami

Not Miami

I have mentioned more than once that I am a half empty kind of guy. I am more likely to envision what is wrong in a situation than what is right. That helps me in work. In life, not so much.

Here are this week’s half full/half empties:

Half Empty. I am leaving the cold Midwest for a Florida vacation but I need to get up at 4:15 am on a Sunday to get this party started.

Half Full. On the way to the airport the snow begins. Before I am out of Chicago 24 hours they receive and I miss 4 inches of April snow. For vacations, the weather differential is more important than the temperature where you will be.

Half Empty. I am in Florida after an on time arrival but the car rental and other related travel delay our arrival at the hotel by almost 3 hours.

Half Full. We are in Ft. Lauderdale. It is 85 degrees, we go to a biker bar/restaurant near the beach and then walk on the beach. It is an amazingly bland beach.

Half Empty. Did I mention we were in Ft. Lauderdale? Yes it is Florida and much warmer than Chicago. However, Ft. Lauderdale seems like the place people go when they cannot afford Miami, a mere 70 miles away but worlds apart.

Half Full. I am here to watch my son in his last high school baseball tournament. He is surprised I came, pleasantly I think, because I usually work rather than make all his games. But we stay at different hotels and I hardly get a chance to be with him.

Half Empty. I am on vacation but I need to work. In one case because a client knew they would need help months ago but waited until the last minute. Yes it is only a couple of hours a day instead of the 10+ I would work normally but I rarely get time just to unwind and enjoy myself. Therefore I rarely enjoy.

Half Full. My son led off the first game with a hit but was caught stealing. He went two for three and played well in the field. We lost 7-1 to a superb team from Florida. They have already played almost as many games as our season will be.

Just Plain Empty. My son’s coach is terribly organized causing parents to be running around doing last minute errands and spending far more money than was promised.

Just Plain Full. I am in the same city as my son sharing the last parts of his high school life before he steps into the next phase of becoming a man. I could not be here but I am.