Bar-fly (otherwise it'd be an adverb formed from "barf" -- just sayin')
I'm scribbling from a favorite haunt in Vero Beach. the Riverside* Bar. Having a beer while waiting for a friend who's undergoing a "procedure." (Don't you HATE those?)
Just watching the pelicans skim along the water, listening to "Nights in White Satin."
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* As I apparently never tire of observing, the Indian "River" isn't a river, exactly. The 40-mile-long "barrier island" has a waterway between it and the mainland, sometimes a quarter-mile wide. Some say this qualifies as an "estuary." Whatever!
Just watching the pelicans skim along the water, listening to "Nights in White Satin."
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* As I apparently never tire of observing, the Indian "River" isn't a river, exactly. The 40-mile-long "barrier island" has a waterway between it and the mainland, sometimes a quarter-mile wide. Some say this qualifies as an "estuary." Whatever!