Speed Writing

Return to the Beach is playing at our house today so I have to hurry. I have to write this, do a half hour on the elliptical strider - yes it's a strider not a glider as previously reported - because I am once again engaged in the quest for fitness, a thing ever elusive, after reading earlier this morning that men with round bellies are doomed to dementia - scientists don't know why yet, only that there is a connection proved by a recent study - drink two cups of coffee, shower, shave, dress, pack the car and probably twelve other things I'm forgetting, but that's no wonder, I have, after all, a round belly.

For the second week in a row American Idol was blocked from our Panama satellite box. As our programming comes from Venezuela, we suspect Hugo Chavez is yanking the show just to annoy Americans. RTGFKAR doesn't like Idol so he won't watch it on our Puerto Rican box which means no Idol at all and a deep depression for Woowoo Charly. Depression for her, dementia for me.

We have in compensation for this double dose of d's a beautiful day, warm, sunny and still. All we have to do now is shoehorn into the car five people, a dog, five chairs and a cooler full of Coronas and less important stuff like food. We'll see how that goes. Hasta Manana.