Lobster, skinny dipping and That's All Folks.

This weekend was one of those weekends where at the spur of the moment something comes up and you end up taking off with your gay friend Matt to a house on the coast of Maine. The reason for this it you want to dive naked into the cold water, you want to read The Interpretation of Cultures while the cool ocean breezes throw sand against your face and eyes, and you want to see some paintings done by an almost eighty year old man, a man you met not long ago, a man that does some very surreal paintings of very real situations and despite the surrealism his paintings are such that you know immediately what the picture represents and what he is trying to convey. (You meaning you alone, or you and everyone else in the world who knows) Matt, for those of you that have not read past entries and have no desire to do so, is a guy I met at a dreaded country club dinner earlier this summer; we have become friends, which just goes to show that you can't judge a country club dinner by it's cover. Not a whole lot else except to say except we had a great Lobster dinner as the people renting the house across the inlet for the summer invited us to their feast. The women there were quite hot on Matt ; I wasn't going to burst their bubble, ( no bubble burster I). I just wanted the lobster. I also got to talk with some guy who had supposedly been the mayor of some city in Georgia that I won�t mention here. We got into a small disagreement on the existence of God and the whole Jesus thing but other than that I don�t think I offended too many people. That man can hold his vodka though but he wasn't calling me sweetheart at the end of the evening and although I would usually look at this as a good thing in this case I am still not sure. He was actually pretty interesting. All in all a nice mind clearing weekend. Thanks to those that let me know my blog template had some how gotten messed up. I was on a dial- up this weekend and I added a link last night and Poof I was gone. It happens that way I hear. Poof and your gone. Take note.