Wednesday, October 13, 2010

All you need is love... love

Have I mentioned the wild parrots here? Parrots are not indigenous to Miami, yet there is a pretty large flock that can often be found in the park that I pass through on my way to the beach. In the day time, you hear them first. They squak when they fly, and purr when they nap in the trees. They don't like it when you put your towel on the grass under them when they're napping. I'll leave it to your imagination...

How did they get here? Hurricaine Andrew liberated their first members from the Miami Zoo back in 1992. There were only a few then, I was living in the keys at the time. When I started going to school in Miami, I would see three or four flying together. Now, eight years later, there must be fifty. They definitely have found their niche. Maybe in competition with the mocking birds?

I love the mocking birds here in Florida. Their tail feather colors are much more brilliant, and their behavior much more flambouyant than in other parts of the country where I've seen them. In New York, for example, I had a bit of trouble even identifying them, they're so different.

So my tarp worked great last night. There wasn't any wind, but there was a constant drizzle. I opened up the sheltered side, and it was warm and dry. Actually a little hot after my milk and cookies. They always make me sweat. I left my matress in the bed today while I was at work, and it was nice and dry when I got home. We are starting to get some rain from Paula, no wind yet. The prediction currently is for a high pressure area to push her off to the East before she gets here. We will see.

There are four new waiters training at the restuarant starting tonight. I get one in the morning. Fresh meat for the French grinder. Baby steps, right?

Meanwhile, I only had four tables today, but I got great over tips, but they were all credit cards, and I have just enough money for a couple happy hour beers with a prudent reserve of $5 left over. So all in all, life is good. I'm listening to reggrae with my favorite Israeli bartender, and I have a dry place to sleep tonight, and a chance to serve tomorrow. what more could I ask for?

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