Wowee-zowiee.

It was hotter than the devil’s armpit today, let me tell you.

I got together with Derek earlier than I’d anticipated, and that’s a good thing. I hooked up with him at the mall of the dead at about noon-ish, were we proceeded to grab some yummy veggies subs at the subway in the food court… the mall of the dead offers a small, if tasty variety of yummy foodles, takeout chines, Italian, hot dogs/beer, and subway. He’s recently broken up with his girlfriend, but I think it’s a good thing all around… for selfish reasons – now I get to see more of him, as well as the fact that she wasn’t a healthy person to have a relationship with. I hope that he meets a nice girl soon, and that she treats him like the prince he is. (He really is a sweet guy. Once I get him hooked up with a live journal, it’ll be that much more fun around here. Heaven knows we can use more humor and kindness in this joint. After Sandwiches, we shopped for a bit, walking aimlessly (the goal was to talk and have fun, not really to buy anything. (but I did buy a treatie for my sweetie… I love finding her trinkets of happiness in fun pre-cast plastic…I think she’ll dig it.) The first time I’ve been in sam goody in about 6 months… Nice to see dvd’s are affordable now, but sad that a crappy music cd (40 min, tops) was selling for $24… not an import, just super-inflated prices at the store, I think. Bah!

On another note, Derek’s smoking way too much. (I know my bro reads this…) Time to cut back to a pack a day or less, bub!

Anyhoo, I go to call a cab for the trip to the pier…(Because it’s frickin’ 1pm, July, Florida…. I don’t plan on walking 2 miles in the humid, thick, bright, hot death if I can drop a fiver to travel in air-conditioned comfort. you may call me spoiled, if you wish.) The cab arrives, and I swear the Russian guy was doing some sort of Yakov Smirnoff riff on us about his ex-wife, motorcycles, and child-rearing. Quite entertaining, and totally unexpected. We got to the pier, and were early (the folks we were going to meet weren’t due for an hour yet), so we nursed a carafe of coke and had a nice long talk about sundry things.. primarily his recent breakup, and playing dope wars on my palm pilot. He dug it a lot, so I e-mailed him a link to the windows version which has a lot more features and is a fun little time-blower.

I introduced him to some of the folks from work, and met with the pier band there, to give them a quote on doing some webby-stuff. (I gave ’em a good deal, as they’re buddies of Carman and Karen… plus, I can charge more later for upkeep and maint.) The work gang was sitting right up in front, and I couldn’t get that close, as it was too dang loud. Instead, Derek and I took a walk up and down the beach, then ducked into walgreens to cool off. I picked up a pair of cheap sunglasses, (blu-blockers!) and we went out front to the bus stop there to talk some more, and wait for the #11 to pick him up, and take him on home. After the bus went on its merry way to Los Olas, I felt an urge to hoof it (things had cooled to a reasonable degree by then) so I walked from the bus stop to the soda fountain nearby, and got a root beer float…. buoyed by vanilla ice cream and a sense of purpose, I headed for home…. I’ve not had a real float in a long time, so it was a nice treat to end a pleasant day… convenience in all things, I passed a trash can as I finished the last drop. 🙂 Got home, and showered to

Arrived home, and now am anxiously awaiting my sweetie to pop online and tell me of her day out and about. I think I’ll plan supper, and goof with newtie in the meantime. Supper is – either delivery chinese, or something in the larder/icebox/cupboad.

I’m well-stocked, but I think I deserve a day to total pampering, and am considering orange tofu with broccoli. The jury’s still out. I’ll decide by 8… meantime, I’m going to kick back, cool my heels, and relax.