It's a corner of Key West some people like to call Mid Town, between White Street and First Street, a chunk of the city located between Old and New towns.
It is an area of the southernmost city that is close to the shops and businesses of the White Street corridor but not restricted (or enhanced) by the Historic regulations of Old Town.
Cheyenne alerted a small dog inside this home to our presence and got a kick from a hairy leg for his prompt response to intruders. I find people who keep dogs and ignore them when they bark to be stupid beyond beleif. Might as well ignore your alarm when it goes off. And there's no need to be unkind to a dog doing his job.
Bicycles and palms, all Key West, all the time.
All bluff and bluster no doubt this bumper sticker. Better to speak quietly and carry a big stick as the saying goes.
I have always liked this cement walled Catherine Street home, doubtless owing to my anti-social nature, as an accidental extrovert or wayward misanthrope or even as an ironic humanitarian. Whatever it is I like my peace and quiet.
This is a normal sized picket fence in Key West, for well adjusted people i guess. 
Stairway to heaven. Possibly, or just an outdoor entrance to a high priced apartment.
The (male) voice came through the foliage: "I didn't put it there." Which changes nothing as far as I am concerned.
Home made fence suppport. My idea of sensible do-it-yourself.
There is pleasure to be had in admiring the profusion of greenery in this urban environment.
If there were any doubt, parking isn't allowed here.
That too is very Key West, every inch jealously guarded.
It is an area of the southernmost city that is close to the shops and businesses of the White Street corridor but not restricted (or enhanced) by the Historic regulations of Old Town.Cheyenne alerted a small dog inside this home to our presence and got a kick from a hairy leg for his prompt response to intruders. I find people who keep dogs and ignore them when they bark to be stupid beyond beleif. Might as well ignore your alarm when it goes off. And there's no need to be unkind to a dog doing his job.
Bicycles and palms, all Key West, all the time. 
All bluff and bluster no doubt this bumper sticker. Better to speak quietly and carry a big stick as the saying goes. 
I have always liked this cement walled Catherine Street home, doubtless owing to my anti-social nature, as an accidental extrovert or wayward misanthrope or even as an ironic humanitarian. Whatever it is I like my peace and quiet.This is a normal sized picket fence in Key West, for well adjusted people i guess. 
Stairway to heaven. Possibly, or just an outdoor entrance to a high priced apartment.The (male) voice came through the foliage: "I didn't put it there." Which changes nothing as far as I am concerned.
Home made fence suppport. My idea of sensible do-it-yourself. 
There is pleasure to be had in admiring the profusion of greenery in this urban environment. 
If there were any doubt, parking isn't allowed here.That too is very Key West, every inch jealously guarded. 
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I happen to like the "Bitch Parking" sign... It would be even funnier to me if the residence belonged to a gay couple.
That's one of those cutesy, "ha-ha" things if the wife brings it home. The alternative could result in a well placed pimp slap.
I think the only thing the guy w/ the "this is my peace symbol" bumper sticker needs is a "Tap Out" shirt to complte the douchebaggery.
There are similarities between Key West and SF here with the parking restrictions. What I like about both places is the apparent and suspicious availability of spaces, which upon closer investigation reveals that one is only allowed to park for one hour on the third Sunday of the month and then only if one is wearing stripper shoes.
Dear Sir:
Who do I write to in order to have San Francisco's parking restrictions enacted in Key West? The part about the "stripper shoes" I mean. I am amazed at all the crap Key West folks have on their porches, lawns, and parking spaces. That would never fly in a proper WASP community.
Furthermore, the "bitch" parking sign is only cool if the resident haus frau is as hot as a distress flare. If she has an ass like Jello in a baggie, the point is moot.
As for the concrete wall, the last time I saw something like that was at "Checkpoint Charlie," in Berlin, back in1986. Had that been my wall, I would have had the mason put bullet holes into it, with a chalked-in crime scene outline drawn on the sidewalk. Not that my opinion matters much in this forum.
Fondest regards,
Jack • reep • Toad
Twisted Roads
(A sensible blog)
Aside from all that, I liked the greenery. However! I am already tired of mowing the grass in the 1000 degree heat of FL summer.
One thing anyone needs to know about Key West, bitches included, is that how locals park does not reflect how outsiders should park. I have a Monroe County tag on the Fusion which I asked for specifically when I registered the car so I can use "Residential" parking spots when I'm not riding the Bonneville into town. I had Danette and Cheyenne in tow for these pictures so I had to figure where I could leave the car legally which made me more sensitive than usual I guess to all this territoriality. In San Francisco I used to just hope for the best when looking for a spot and felt no sense of humor about it at all.
Dear Jeffrey: I have pea rock at home and the small patch of lawn I cultivate for Cheyenne looks very scruffy.
Dear Anonymous posting as riepe: If you really were riepe your comment would have the robust tones of an aggrieved New Jersey slob; the self pity doesn't sound like a food starved riepe at all.
Dear Conch:
You are going to pay for that... October can't come fast enough. I am arranging a special Mac Pac event for you. Sort of like a high-speed parade, with you in front.
Fondest regards,
Jack • reep • Toad
Twisted Roads
(A Real Rider's Blog)
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