Big Sur is one of the most amazing places on earth. I would like to move there one day and this book is making it more and more alluring. The cookbook interviews locals and talks about what it is like to live there. Plus my photography looks radder there.
This has been part of my breakfast every morning for the last two months. I am going to be super screwed when this amazing Florida strawberry season is over.
I recently relocated to St. Augustine Florida after being in Orlando for 7 years. It has been complete shit weather this whole winter with only several nice days for exploring/bicycle riding. Saturday was a pretty good day and it is nice to live walking distance from stuff finally. Walked to pick up bread at an amazing bakery and then to a record sale in someone's yard.
I packed a lunch almost 100% from Florida minus the Duke's mayonnaise and headed out to Kingsley Plantation.
Yeah tomato and mayo sando.
"Let's desecrate a historic slave quarters in the name of our love"
Tour stop #12 (seriously)
I really wanted to find a clip of the documentary "Mule Skinner Blues" so you could get a taste of what Mayport Poles, FL is like. No such luck on youtube or vimeo. I highly recommend renting the movie. Pretty classic Florida trailer park. Mayport is an example of what happens when you are desperately poor and will rape every resource for income, destroying it while doing so.
Why is it when you are in a state of mania you can't remember shit. Like when you are in the middle of unloading the dishwasher and next thing you know you are downloading music. You forgot what you were supposed to be doing leaving all drawers, cabinets, and the dishwasher open. You even forgot what music sent you on your sideways rampage and now are sitting on the computer wandering around aimlessly trying to remember what you were looking for. 2 hours later you walk into the kitchen and remember "Oh yeah I was doing shit" This drives my boyfriend crazy and he can't understand why I can't seem to close the cabinet doors. He has something called Attention Surplus Disorder.
Even right now I am supposed to be doing work. I went to the grocery store and walked around for 20 minutes trying to remember what I was there for which was supposed to be a 5 minute milk run. Shit shit shit.
I was fucked at conception because both my parents are A.D.D. with all the classic symptoms. I have come to think I might really be Bipolar but my symptoms are really mild and definitely not worth medicating. Normally I am completely OK, with the majority of my depression translating into a mediocre feeling and lack of motivation. I can even somewhat manage staying on task to unload the dishwasher if I consciously walk through each step. I have this conversation with myself "Ok you are done unloading the silverware. Shut the drawer. Now unload the cups, ok shut the cabinet, ok you are done with the dishwasher close the door." I guess I should just be happy I am mentally stable for the most part.
Isn't it ironic that two synonyms for brief are also people names? I mean I would definitely consider naming one of my kids Curt or Frank but I am worried they would end up being short. Bahaha
Plus when you say the name Frank I think of this guy:
and no one wants their kid's name to remind them of Danny Devito, no matter how awesome that show is.
