Wish you were here.
Honestly.
But you’re not.
And since you couldn’t come to Aruba this week, as a pitiful replacement I’ve decided to help Aruba come to you. So … go to the kitchen and make a rum drink. Then, visit the photoblog, where I’ve posted a non-artsy-fartsy shot of the beach to help you visualize the ocean. Take a sip. Good. Now, open this link, and hear what I heard when taking that photo.
Again, it’s a poor replacment, but here’s hoping it’s better than nothing.
Posted by Avocare at May 23, 2004 11:38 AM | TrackBackWell that's just fine and dandy, mister, but the days when I would jump on a plane and fly half-way around the world at the drop of a hat in order to visit your sorry butt are long since gone. Plus, you married that woman -- just where does she fit into all of this? Next time, if you really want me to join you in Aruba, I'll need at least a week's notice. Boohoohoohoo. Love, Lamaar.
Posted by: john at May 25, 2004 03:34 PM