(Sunset from the deck at Kaya at Mile Marker 14, Next to Baby’s Coffee. All Photos Socotra). I do remember what I imagined about White Street before I came down to the lovely Isle of Key West. I looked at Google Maps, of course, and saw that the apartment building was not quite a mile […]

The breakfast dishes are cleaned up; the long sleeve t-shirt put away from the dawn’s mild coolness; pictures taken yesterday are edited and posted. I need to get on the story, but preferred to let the color blue rush over me as the light changed, illuminating the square of the skylight. The color blue has […]

Well, naturally enough, there is nothing to be afraid of in Key West, except an outbreak of immoderation. I thought I could resist anything but temptation, like Oscar Wilde, and walking through the deliriously sun-drenched streets toward the Historic District that I might suddenly find myself healed, and hurl away the cane and begin to […]

All right- I had to do something productive rather than walk VFR direct downtown to one of the bars I missed and start drinking again. I think Hemingway would have said that, which in its good time led to an exchange with the bartender of the Green Parrot, an establishment that has been dispensing quality […]

(This grand old place wasn’t on the official tour, so I did not invite myself in. All photos, legal or not, by Socotra) I have absolutely no ide how I can get so far behind when I am doing absolutely nothing. I was going to read a book on this trip- I brought several- but […]

(Selfie of Vic, 90 miles from la Habana.) I had a good day in Paradise yesterday, considering the alternatives. There were some practical issues. I realized Verizon is not the long-term solution to access my e-life, which either is, or is not, of longer-term consequence. And longer term, of course, is where I want to […]

Man, You miss a day in this racket and things go to hell in a hurry. Let’s see: I slipped the 9mm into the glove box when I left the interstate and passed the Last Chance Bar on the right, the only opportunity for a drink before embarking on the 120 miles to Key West. […]

I have to say that I preferred the people of Santee, South Carolina. The people were nice, prices cheap, and the temperature was decent. Of course, the amount of time out of the left seat of the Panzer has been limited now to two motels and several gas stations, so perhaps it is not an […]

It is shortly after seven as I write at the Whitten Inn, in a place called Santee, South Carolina. I had hoped to make Savannah, Georgia, but that would have been another hundred miles down the road. This drive is much further than I thought- comparing the regular 800 miles to the Little Village By […]

(French Philosophe Julien Benda, 1867-1956. Sort of reminds me of Jim at the Willow) I was going to jot down some notes about the general state of things this morning before I take my leave. Following the bombshells last week there is a rumor going around that the Administration is going to suspend the health-care […]