Last Saturday night was the Super Moon, fuller than it's been in 17 years. There are several repercussions of the gorgeous moon, however, like extreme tides and excessive facial hair. The moon brought out the madness on the dock at the Table of Wisdom, supplemented by margaritas from Rusty and Nancy.As always, the evening started out calmly with everyone being polite and chit-chatting about current events, airborne particles, astronomy, health food and such. Then, as always happens, things got a little rowdy.
We try to never criticize the artistic expressions of our friends and fellow cruisers, so if William likes his hat we think he should keep wearing it....and maybe we'll find him some flipflops to match.
Our new neighbors Todd and Paula joined us later in the evening, and Paula told us about her stint as a Rich Dumb Young Nymphomaniac onstage at Sloppy Joe's in Key West. She didn't demonstrate, because the dock is really splintery, but she's promised to perform later if the time and place and music are right. Hopefully the fact that they slipped quietly out for the Bahamas early the next morning has nothing to do with us.
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