Back From the Dead
By Rocky Thompson on April 16th, 2007
A more accurate title might be, “Back From the Land of the Dead,†since I visited South Florida. It would probably help my blog cred if I pretended I was living off the land in some outland province and testing power-generation backpacks or sandals with built-in flasks, but I was actually just sitting on the beach with my family a lot. I hadn’t been to Florida in ages, but the trip reinforced all my stereotypes of that massive retirement community. Ancient citizens back their Cadillacs out of parking spots without a glance back, probably on the way to one of the plastic surgery clinics that dot the street corners like 7-11s. There were only two bars in town and the one that stayed open past 10p.m. had a guy who played one of those things that you hold like a guitar but it’s really a keyboard—the kitsch value wore off after only a few minutes, though I have to admit that I really liked hearing “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald†on keyboard guitar. I think the only outdoor gear I used were my Chaco Flips, which are actually beginning to show a little wear after five summers of near constant use. I’ll have to send Chaco a hateful email about nearly ruining my vacation. Â
i’m pretty sure you just mean key-tar. it’s easier to say that way.
I don’t understand the problem. Any bar with a keytar player is a-ok in my book.
Where is this place, I am booking a trip!
[...] This sounds like one of those internet rumors that turn out to be perpetrated by a guy in New Jersey. For now, I’ll give the “lady†who likes taking pictures of her feet the benefit of the doubt. Apparently she bought these Wal Mart flip-flops for $2.44 and suffered severe chemical burns over her feet after wearing them for 15 minutes. She said they were made in China, and when she complained to Wal Mart, they told her to take it up with the manufacturer. I’d like to, once again, thank Chaco for their great Flips. [...]