so....this is the nineties?

I had to get my wife's cell phone to join this effete club, so I'm starting out on the wrong side of the blogosphere to begin with.  This had better be worth it.  I was in the water today, just drifting with the tide, enjoying the simple act of breathing and metabolizing a nice split of Portuguese Madeira when I heard the most ghastly sound.  A jet boat!!  There really is no god-given right to happiness, but I act on the premise this only applies to others.  How dare they trespass into Zen bay!  I was just reaching the not-so-simple crescendo of nothingness when that blasted boat ruined it!  Oh, well...back to shore and the rest of lunch.  The prosciutto was warm and the melon was on ice, perfect!  Nice ending to a day where that stupid jet boat probably saved me from drifting off to Greenland.