Vacation

I'm with Children Two and Three at my dad's in Freeport, Bahamas and not a whole lot is going on. The kids and I spent much of today finding species names for the shells they harvested from Gold Rock Beach on Sunday. Or was it Saturday? I got a bit of a sunburn on my back there. It doesn't hurt but it itches like crazy.

That beach is where they filmed significant parts of the second and third Pirates of the Caribbean movies. Maybe the first, too. There use to be a ship (set) or two out there, but there's no sign of Hollywood anymore.

The casino treated me very rudely this year. I think I won three hands before I reached my limit. This is the only place I gamble, probably because there's so little to do here.

There should be stuff to do, at least for me. Alex Y. spent the last two months cautioniong me not to write too much for the S-199 book without actually defining how much space I had. I got down roughly 22,000 words, and now we discover that that amount of text took us to page 56 of 92. And here I sit a few thousand miles from my references and tapes. I also have that Reader's Digest piece to fact-check. I got it in December and I think I'm on page two. Shhhh. Don't tell them.