In the photos below, I am waiting happily for a ticket agent who will never come, and preparing to cross a body of water famous for its fast current on a boat called The Rowdy Woman… I have to be honest. I’m not very patient. I’m the kind of person who puts Jon […]
Google “gluttony” and you will thank me for this pretty depiction… I had one of those moments yesterday where a word just pops into my mind and I can’t get it out until I look it up and make sure it’s the exact word to describe the exact feeling I’m feeling. You know what I […]
There is something familiar and nostalgic at dark-fall on every island I’ve ever been on in the Bahamas. Everybody gets busy: walking back and forth; draping themselves languidly over roadside bar-tops; flirting with benign good nature; riding around in golf carts; talking trash. There’s always the guy whispering into ears and disappearing. There’s at least one jaundiced old […]
… I didn’t feel like drinking when I was in the Bahamas. I FELT a lot of other things, though. I’m just not ready to put them into words. And I have to admit, at the time this photo was taken, I had just surreptitiously looked at my watch (10:30) and I was acutely aware […]
Johnny Depp’s island… …because I got so many comments about yesterday’s post, I feel I must have struck a cord. To recap, I said that a lot of my drinking stories begin with, “I ended up…” Sort of like waking from a scary dream to a house fire. So, I thought I’d expand on one of the […]
I danced on my super-secret stretch of beach in Guana Reserve. I was trucking along to my island playlist, thinking great thoughts, when a reggae version of the old classic came on. It’s important to be drunk when entering an Electric Slide Contest… Kim and I won an Electric Slide contest in Beaver Creek, […]
I chose this picture, because the monster looks friendlier than the doctor, and I’m partial to monsters… My ex-husband used to say (in one of our morning-after recaps of some embarrassment I had caused him), “Marilyn, you change when you drink. You’re like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Everything’s copasetic, and then all of a […]
This is not my Goddaughter Taira. I do not know this person…but I kind of wish I did. .. …at Lauren’s 26th birthday party. “Sooooo, should I be concerned that Lauren noticed some glitter on my face the other day and asked me if I’d been to a strip club?” I asked. “Huh?” said […]
The perfect place to think about words…glorious words! I’ve been putting the emphasis on the second syllable, when it actually belongs softly on the first. You may ask WHY I’d have the occasion to use the word “fecund” enough to care, right? Well I CARE about words a little too much. Just ask my […]
For those of you who know the story, this is not a picture of him. It’s a picture of Captain Ron from the movie of the same name. Uncanny resemblance, right? You may ask why the (at the time) darling of Ponte Vedra would fall for a jobless, penniless bounder who crucified the English language […]