remember the beach?

Wish I were there.

Instead I'm here, and have taken to wearing my parka in the house. Which doesn't keep my nose warm. Why is my nose so cold? Why do we live in Vermont? Why didn't we plan a tropical vacation? Why, god, why?

last day in sarasoda

Sarasoda is what the yachtsman and I are going to call our business when we move to Florida and become rich, fat entrepreneurs who eat donuts every morning for breakfast before heading to our office at the beach. Our money-making enterprise may be a gourmet soda pop company, or it's possible that we'll manufacture sodium bicarbonate. What matters is that we've settled on a name and soon will no longer have to shovel snow.


See you back in Vermont...