Monday, April 23, 2007

Top 10 Reasons Not to Live on a Small Tropical Island...


Okay, this island thing needs some definition, otherwise you dreamers out there have your personal jets landing on the modified 737 strip (runway 21 or 3; 21 gets all the use right now, with 3 during the the monsoon major or even lately, funny getting some action, oh well) on the island, like no. This is a small island with a 1400sq. ft modified "hut" so as to be enough for ha! modern man to survive, cold running water in hut, toilet out back 30 yards away, no heat or cool system, no boats ever come here so everything has to be helicoptered in at exorbinant expense. AND you have limited funds (quit the "society" job to do this after all...). So, a bit REAL.
Like my tree.
REAL. Hmmm...
Okay,
TOP 10 Reasons Not to Live on a Small Tropical Island:
(in no order! that would take WAY too long to worry over so here goes...)
* NOTHING
* Tic Tacs
* Toilet Paper
* Tortillini Stir Fry
* Live Bands
* Family
* Lack of Family
* Holidays
* Sports Cars
* Lack of worry
My hardest ( I said hardest!) would be either lack of nothing or family, with a quick follow up of bands and sports cars. I was bored to tears on HI island Awahoo (whatever, the tee shirt haven) just little of value until we crossed the island at way windy point and met the REAL side of the island, had some so slow cool cold beach chill niceness, all gray and real. Back across mopuntain for dinner in bright tee-place, NO WAY!
Wait need to go get some veggies [that's code for "I know how to use a bracket"} or do I?
Okay, veggie-mited.
Did I mention how Austrailian G is? He so makes it so played down, like it's a bad thing to live the Crocodile Dundee lifestyle, trying to hide the accent... we all know G! He has some nice abs, like tight like a tiger, and a frilly crevat red velvet suit for interviewing, and for realz a kilt, seen the pics dudettes! Yes, this is no normal chill man... He has way fine thick dark hair all over his manstentions, droooooool, mi amigas. And when he walks around naked pretty much looks like one of those things from 3M that you can hang anything on the wall with. Sweet! Peel, stick, release when done; that's good...
He's just fun to observe from afar right this moment, we are both comfortable there. The blending will kill us both but the kids are so cute and eager, we'll see. And for clarity in Spirit's sense, we're talking bumping into each other at skatepark or hitting the zoo, that's how timid the G and me are, like WAY.
Okay, so I am going to see if I can get another song and then stash my cookies.
Looking for Sublime's Scarlet... Of course while sucking tea with creamer, nice!
Oh seems not to be a hot link, sorry, just copy and paste to input line.
Oh G is a dreamy one, as much or more of an enigma than the rings of Saturn or even me! and so much silly "NO WAY! This is my life?!! Funny realization, holy cow, wow! Yuk, good, wait, yikes, cool," about life, way nice...
Okay, listen to the song, it is pretty...
Smoooches y'all
Mox

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