My wife asked me to go with her to the foot doctor on North Roosevelt Boulevard, owing to a lump on her foot that was causing her pain and she was worried what the doctor might find. I was worried about figuring out where it was but, in typical Key West fashion she gave me a landmark rather than an address. "It's behind the yellow Lions Club building," she said. And so it was, whose street address is formally known as 2405 North Roosevelt Boulevard.
Naturally I arrived early and with time on my hands pulled out the camera. The Bonneville was looking good in the sun:
Hum-de-dum-de-dum,I thought, a bit like Pooh Bear as i stumped around wondering if there might not be honey lurking behind that weird looking porch. And by gum, there it was, a huge undiscovered hunny pot:
Across the walkway I found a business center I had not previously known existed. It was almost a houseboat stuck out on the water on pilings:
Across the lagoon I recognized a couple of landmarks. Behind the palm tree I could just barely see the Checkers fast food sign on the Boulevard:
And a little further away I could see the dilapidated gate that used to lead to the dolphin aquarium exhibit thing that used to face onto the Boulevard but has been long gone lo these many years:
This was all I could find to identify the building:
So the street address suddenly popped out at me, but I'd never heard of The Heron before. So I tried to ignore the rather unfriendly No Trespassing sign and snapped a few pictures of a maritime flavor:
And me being me I had to wonder who designed a fire sprinkler to be located over open water:
All in all, mysteries left intact it was a most instructive seven minutes. My wife soon called and I had to trot off to amuse myself watching my wife's nodule get sonogrammed and pierced with a large syringe. While we waited for the doctor I found this brazen hussy in the waiting room:
All naked and everything she was, which put me in mind of a story that has done the rounds recently in the newspaper. It seems someone had called out the emergency services following the discovery of a corpse in a wreck off Archer key, to the west of Key West. closer investigation showed it was a skeleton wired to the seat of a sunken power boat tat closely resembled the display model I found at the doctor's office. It was speculated to have been an early April Fool joke.
Naturally I arrived early and with time on my hands pulled out the camera. The Bonneville was looking good in the sun:Hum-de-dum-de-dum,I thought, a bit like Pooh Bear as i stumped around wondering if there might not be honey lurking behind that weird looking porch. And by gum, there it was, a huge undiscovered hunny pot:Across the walkway I found a business center I had not previously known existed. It was almost a houseboat stuck out on the water on pilings: Across the lagoon I recognized a couple of landmarks. Behind the palm tree I could just barely see the Checkers fast food sign on the Boulevard:And a little further away I could see the dilapidated gate that used to lead to the dolphin aquarium exhibit thing that used to face onto the Boulevard but has been long gone lo these many years:This was all I could find to identify the building:So the street address suddenly popped out at me, but I'd never heard of The Heron before. So I tried to ignore the rather unfriendly No Trespassing sign and snapped a few pictures of a maritime flavor:And me being me I had to wonder who designed a fire sprinkler to be located over open water:All in all, mysteries left intact it was a most instructive seven minutes. My wife soon called and I had to trot off to amuse myself watching my wife's nodule get sonogrammed and pierced with a large syringe. While we waited for the doctor I found this brazen hussy in the waiting room:All naked and everything she was, which put me in mind of a story that has done the rounds recently in the newspaper. It seems someone had called out the emergency services following the discovery of a corpse in a wreck off Archer key, to the west of Key West. closer investigation showed it was a skeleton wired to the seat of a sunken power boat tat closely resembled the display model I found at the doctor's office. It was speculated to have been an early April Fool joke.
5 comments:
I hope your wife's foot is well.
I ponder what Creative Monkey does as a business.
We have laws up here concerning the use of false 911 calls . . . very serious consequences. and I wonder about that sunken power boat: "insurance claim"?
hope your wife's foot is better. At least she is able to drive.
bob
bobskoot: wet coast scootin
So............(she said with a Jewish accent) How's your wife's foot???????????????? :-)
Nancy
Jeez my wife's foot. She's got a thing that looks like a bunion on the side oher big toe joint that had to be drained like a giant zit. However she let it go until it got really painful and now it is mostly hard tissue. Very little fluid drained out. Vedry disappointing. Rheumatoid arthritis nodule is the proper term.
You have to redial 911 repeatedly and deliberately over and over to get arrested in Key West. It has happened.
Creative Monkey? I dread to think.
I like being able to use landmarks instead of addresses. What's sad is how many old things are no longer remembered. That shopping center hasn't been here forever, you know.
That will happen to me one day. I'll be gone and nobody will remember. Come to think of it, maybe the City should hang my bones on a pole to use as a landmark. Along with a payphone to call 911 on.
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