2.5.10 – Swimming with the Fishes

I was born and raised in Florida. In fact, I didn’t even leave the state until I was almost eighteen. This isn’t to say I liked it there. I don’t swim, play golf or tennis, I don’t tan, and I didn’t like my family who lived there. Florida was not meant for me.

Of course, today, waiting for the snow to hit, hoping that the news media was, as usual, blowing things out of proportion, made me long for the relative simplicity of Florida. I may not have liked living there, but you didn’t have to worry about not being able to get out to do things because of snow. Hurricanes maybe, but not snow.