June 13, 2023
Day two of operation Jamaican vacation, but it feels like day one. We were too tired to vacation yesterday. I had a dream where I was petting a seal. This was probably from me missing Luna laying on top of me and our daily rubbing exercise. I rub her and she tries to lick me. It’s our humpapa and cat daughter relationship. In case you couldn’t figure it out, “humpapa” is a combination of human and papa. I’m not the cat’s real dad, but I am their human dad.
The first thing we did after eating breakfast in our room was go swimming. It feels good to swim. I do it so rarely. I look downright young and sexy compared to most of the other male guests, though a lot less tan. Most of the other guests sound like they are from the Southern US. I was going to get food from the veggie bar, but they just went to lunch at 2:00 pm and wouldn’t be back until 3:30 pm. We went to the regular bar instead, got drinks, and played music trivia. Patti got all the Queen songs correct, but still came in last. The last song was What a Wonderful World, and I led Patti astray by saying Life instead of World. Considering we’re here for our anniversary and What a Wonderful World was our wedding song, we should have gotten that one before anyone else and said it correctly. That’ll teach Patti to listen to me for trivia answers. I know things but not competitively.
June 14, 2023
Day three of operation Jamaican vacation. Today is the reason we are here at this time of year. It’s the 26-year anniversary of the goofballs known as Patti and Brian. Patti would not call us that, but this is my Thoughts paper. We saw a male peacock from afar and later saw his wife (peahen) with their kids (peachicks) up close. The peachicks were adorable and fuzzy. Later, we were in a secluded beach with a wall of rock. I counted about nine crabs climbing around on the rocks. Every time I got near them they ran away from me. I got some pretty good footage of them on my phone.
We’re sitting in the shade on the beach right now. A group of southerners is close by smoking whatever they want wherever they want, drinking beers, and being loud and rude. Patti’s getting us more drinks (and smoking). Speaking of what I said in the parentheses, Patti said she was going to work with her friend to quit smoking. Hopefully, with help, Patti can finally quit for good. I look forward to vacations after she quits when we don’t have to worry about stopping and smoking every few hours.
June 15, 2023
Day four of Vacation Destination: Jamaica. Last night, we went to the repeaters dinner. Most of the men wore long pants, but Patti said I could wear shorts. I was glad later when I was sweating profusely. The older woman from New Orleans next to me worried about my health. I told her sweating was my hobby, but she didn’t get my joke. Most people don’t get the joke because it’s not really a joke or funny. It’s just what I say when people point out how much I’m sweating. When I sweat, I sweat profusely and mainly on my face. This is fine when you’re by the pool, but disturbing while you’re eating.
Today, we found a pleasant spot on the beach, and we went in the ocean. In the deepest part, I could barely keep myself under the water without lying flat. There were several large schools of tiny fish. Two of them were larger. I thought of them as the mom and dad. If that was true, they had a grip of kids. Their skin looked translucent. At one point, one school swam past me and brushed my leg. It was creepy and cool at the same time.
A game of volleyball broke out at the pool, forcing me to stay on the other side. The usual competition and trash talk happened. Competition ruins everything, even pools. Beer drinking idiots who all went to high school together really ruin everything. Southern people love everyone as long as you’re from the South. Their behavior is at most tolerable. It is annoying in the extreme most of the time.
Thoughts from Life 
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