I know I shouldn’t be mucking around on the internet while on vacation, but it looks like its fixing to rain, so it’s a good day to putter around and read rather than having to make a mad dash from the beach when the skies open up.

Once again, we are not being failed in the food department.  Did our usual Friday night outing for Awful Arthur’s so I ( Read more... )

First, gotta tag the spectacular Kelly Bowers in this because she’ll read it and nod her head and say, “Yes, that’s what I’ve been telling you all along…” :)

It was a bit odd to be heading south when I was already fairly well chilled out - that hasn’t happened in I don’t know how long.  There is definitely a difference between chilled out and beach ( Read more... )

Ocean Boulevard still kicks ass, much to my delight. It’s jumped straight to the top of my list of favorites over the past couple years. The also bill themselves as a Martini bar, so a good 1/2 of the drinks page is martinis and other various ways to fill a martini glass with pure alcohol.

They have a drink called the South Beach. Stoli Oranj ( Read more... )

Port O’ Call is still one of my favorites. I don’t think the menu has changed in forever, but everything is great anyway. They also have a kickass gift shop filled with tons of shiny things and vintage jewelry, and who doesn’t love that? This is one of those places where I don’t think I’ve had the same thing twice, but I can’t be sure because ( Read more... )

I’ve gotten poked for not getting the food reports out, so here they come - expect a slew in the next day or so. Here we go!

Barefoot Bernie’s Tropical Bar

New for us this year. They have all the standard beach seafood fare with some Jamaican and Tex/Mex thrown in and the usual fruity beach drinks.

Got the Tex Mex chicken potato skins, which ( Read more... )

As in years past, my goal for this vacation was to get the whole world domination thing up and running, and again, it would seem that I’ll be heading back to Northern Virginia on Friday after all. You’d think it would be an easy thing, but there never seems to be time to squeeze in taking over the world down here.

You wake up in the morning with ( Read more... )

When using the outdoor shower, I will not dash across the carport naked, as it will result in irreprable ocular and mental damange to my housemates and the people staying across the street.

I will not draw up battle plans when I discover the people across the street have a slingshot.

I should not assume that any lost dog knows where it lives, as it ( Read more... )

Ah, the beach. Where my diligent monitoring of calories expended vs. consumed goes out the window. Not only is there food, wonderful food, but tons and tons of SEAFOOD. Sure, we’ve got the bay right next door back home, but it’s not quite the same.

Last night we hit what has become our traditional first night spot - Awful Arthur’s. Sure, I ( Read more... )

And I’m glad I do, because I wouldn’t be nearly as blown away the first time I look up at the sky every time we come down here to the beach. When your biggest source of light pollution is a near-full moon, you can see A LOT of stars. Down here I can actually pick out constellations that I can just barely see back in NoVa and certainly ones I ( Read more... )

OK, the post that was originally here is not anymore.  I have no idea where it went.

But the jist of it was that I met Dicky Betts of the Allman Brothers Band.


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