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pop pop, bang bang

so as i was leaving this afternoon for the beach, scotty stopped me to tell me every year they have a display that can be seen from our beach.

after spending a blissful hour on the beach, i took off to get some food. i wanted conch fritters but the place was PACKED and wanted $10 to park there.

uh, no.

i went to "tip a few" and engaged (yes, folks here are more friendly and more than willing to actually TALK) in a convo about the display.

the bartender, who called me sweetie and so got a tip from me, told us that there was a big brew-ha-ha about said display.

ron jon's (the most famous surf shop) offered to pay half for the display after the city said they couldn't afford a display. the city said they couldn't afford to pay anything, to which ron jon's said well hell yeah, they'd foot the whole bill.

something happened in between.

i asked a deputy sherriff if there would be a display and i was wondering because i'd heard conflicting stories.

he asked ME what i'd heard.

he said he heard there would be no usual display at the pier, but he was working the port and so he thought there would be a display down there (which i would be able to see from my balcony.)

all of that being said, the city of cape canaveral has taken on the added expense of telling everyone, by way of electric signs, that shooting off fireworks on the beach was prohibited and carries a hefty fine. (florida freely sells said fireworks, at least two stores are just within a mile from me)

anyhow, the boy is gone to orlando and so i sit here in my new awesome, close to the beach, apartment and i see the fireworks darting through the air of all the neighbors who are smart enough not to shoot them off from the beach.

my own private show, without city sponsorship.

since my neighbor (scotty the x navy man) said it was indeed safe for a single woman to walk to the beach by herself...just watch out for the transients...i might take a trip down there later (elwanda? can't remember her name, but her dog was named chewy...told me just to be sure and take mace or a knife with me, just to be safe...cause you never know...lol)

i love the beach at night!





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