Finally, I have an opportunity to check things out at something better that 21 kbps dial up from a flea bag motel. My friend Tracy invited six of us out to his mom’s house in Pensacola for the weekend. His mom is in Illinois and we have the place to ourselves. This is the first time in years I feel completely relaxed in my environment. I’m away from home so it is sort of like the vacation I never get. I don’t have to worry about work. It is NOT Bayou La Batre or Pascagoula and the breeze and rain that is trailing behind Hurrricane Rita is actually nice.
One of the guys in Pascagoula mentioned that the Pensacola Seafood Festival started today so our plan is to go check it out tomorrow then head Alabama side to Jimmy Buffet’s sister’s tiki-hut style restaurant.
More tomorrow.



Gary was there, yes... :)
Is Gary with you?