Welcome to Florida

Back from Fla. yesterday with a sun burn and a renewed conformation of why I would never live in that state. With temperatures close to 100 and humidity about the same, you could actually stick a fork in me and I truly would have been done. If you want to do anything in the out of doors you had better get it done before 9 AM or else you are toast, and I mean that literally. There are no signs of life outside, it's a life of air condition hopscotch. You go from a air conditioned home to an air conditioned car to a air conditioned store or work place. The only way to enjoy the out of doors is to be standing in pool, lake or the ocean. And even in the water you can burn your body like a perfectly done shrimp,or be stung by a jelly fish in the ocean or eaten by a alligator in a lake.

The state is filled with loads of senior citizens and that was the only thing that was ,for me a good thing, as I was refereed to many times as kid in my travels. And another thing I noticed was that if you make eye contact with strangers there are no howdy do's or how you do'ins. Back in Maine eye contact with a stranger is almost always followed by a "Era, how arr ya."(That's said with a new england accent.) But the one instance that personified my visit to Florida was a trip to the beach one day. As we were pulling away from a traffic light, a man on foot, gave us the finger as we passed him. And looking back at him in the rear view mirror, it was not just us that he greeted with the one finger salute, it was every car that passed him. Welcome to Florida.

Science It's a Gas

In school, preferably 8Th grade, for a science project I decided to explore the topic of my personal flatulence, that is what it takes to make the perfect fart and where do they come from. What kinds of foods and drinks induce the build up of gas. It was all very scientific. But the school administration did not have the same level of scientific curiosity that I did. My booth at the science fair lasted about 1 hour and I received a grade of F for all my hard work. I don't know if it was the subject or my greeting for visitors to my booth. Instead of a welcoming hand shake I welcomed people by saying "Pull my finger".