This is a shot of some old dock beams on Jupiter Island in Florida around sunset. I am not sure where that green light came from on the wood, but it looks nice.
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I missed my flight after that meeting, so I crashed here for the night at the Ritz-Carlton in Palm Beach. It’s called the Palm Beach one, but it was actually about 15 minutes away. The rooms were very nice and I spent most of the evening down in the bar, reading this new book I got called, “The Geography of Thought” that talks about how Asians think vs. how Westerners think.
It just so happened that I was at the hotel the same time as the South Florida Plastic Surgery convention, so I was surrounded at the bar by all these old plastic surgeons and their hot young botox buxom wives. They all were getting drunk and talking about all kinds of crazy stuff. They were talking about this one grandma that came in and they injected her with the knockout medicine, and she started talking openly about a bunch of crazy hardcore lesbian experiences and all the nurses were cracking up.
I heard a bunch more stories that I can’t talk about… but it was certainly more lewd than the gaming industry!
*(Pictures currently living a Craigslist “Casual Encounters” double life.)
This is a slow week for me because of personal stuff (I don’t post a lot of personal family stuff on my blog because of the creeps out there, and, also, because family blogs are usually pretty boring – I don’t think that anyone really cares if Ethan gets new bedsheets).
But here is a pic from last week when I was in Palm Beach taken from my friend’s pad who lives on Worth. You can see the damage done by the recent hurricane on the beach. There used to be sand all down the beach, and now you can see it is half washed away! They actually bring these huge ships in and pump in new sand from the intercoastal at the cost of millions of dollars. Only in Palm Beach would they pay millions to move sand 3 miles.*
Compare that to a picture I took a year earlier from about the same vantage point:*
*(Pictures lost in blog erosion.)
One of my meetings took me down to the big advertising agency Zimmerman & Partners down in Ft. Lauderdale. They had some pretty cool offices – sort of what you would expect for an advertising agency. It reminded me a bit of a game studio, except there was even more of an emphasis on creativity around without being heavy-handed. I made some notes while I was there about some good ideas to emulate.
I got into Palm Beach late after a bad connection in Chicago. I was in a real hurry to get down to Fort Lauderdale for a meeting, and I quickly negotiated a very open and confusing deal with my driver. I told him I needed him to drive me around for the rest of the day and night. I told him I needed to go to Ft. Lauderdale while not sparing the horses, to wait outside while I had the meeting, to drive me back to Palm Beach, then to drive me to dinner, and then finally back to my hotel again.
After I got in the car, I realized that I really needed to pee, but I was late for the meeting and it was an hour away. I kept looking over there on the right at that champagne bottle, and I spent HALF the trip thinking about pouring out the champagne and peeing in the bottle. I thought of many many good reasons to justify the action, including that it was my limo for the day, and that is just the sort of thing that happens in limos.
At the end of the night, it came time to pay him. It was $260! The worst thing was, he wanted it in cash! I made him drive me to a grocery store so I could get his stupid money. Here he is with the money in his hand, and he will probably use it to launch some Nigerian email scam.
(Dear Humble Sirs or Madame, I have for you pictures in the sum of one (1) for this to take care of. Please to return send to my communication to receive your pictures. I kindly await your response at firstname.lastname@example.org.)