South Beach Street Art.......

Just a little quickie post........South Miami Beach has the strangest "Street Art" I've ever seen, but then, I'm just a poor under edumuhcated Country Boy.



Actually, the thing that impressed me enough to "waste" a shot on this was the fact that the owner of the object in the picture above spent about Thirty Dollars for a case hardened, unbreakable, saw resistant theft deterrent system for his fancy ten speed.

Well....I guess it worked. He has no gripe with the Manufacturer......it's just that who'd a thunk.....

The thief didn't need a ten speed. He just needed two wheels, a chain drive, brakes and a seat.

Bummer for the owner. A half hour of giggles for Wollf and his Lady....seems we share the same sense of ironic humor.

G'nite....have to check the weather channel, planning a trip to Key West tomorrow if the weather holds.......

Oh friggin' goodie. More Gay People.........But I'm told these ones are easy to spot, they're the ones dressed as women.

Sheesh.
Wollf

Vacation.....Bear included.....

A bit of Complete and Total ridiculousness....because 1) I took a lot of goofy pictures of the Bear....and 2) Because Lil' Wolfie wants a post about his Friend...so just deal with it, ok?

Well.....it all started out innocently enough......a trip to Hard Rock Miami.....it's quite the resort, Hotel, shops, museums......Casino....we decided to go at Bears' request. He heard that you could put your head in a real alligators' mouth for ten bucks......

They didn't have any alligators small enough to accommodate "only" Bears' head....

The Experience left the poor little guy rather traumatized.....so we took a break at the Renegade Bar and Grill, ate some real deep fried Alli tail and had a couple brews. That's the alligator tail in the dish.......Truth about what it tastes like?

EXACTLY like rattlesnake. I'd spit out chicken if it tasted like this "tourist treat".

Oh, they don't feel compelled to "card" Bears in Florida......big glass of beer for a little Bear.....and you know the old story about drinking beer through a straw......

Next thing I know, the little guy is getting out of control, sayin' "Hey" to everybody we pass.....This rather Ghe Native Amerind seemed to take a liking to Bear....offered me a Beaver for him.....I didn't take him up on the offer.

I mean, can you imagine a grown and dignified Man such as Wollf hauling a Beaver around with him? Ridiculous.

Then, because......well, to tell you the truth, I think the little guy was feeling the effects of the beer......he walked right up to this nice retired couple and climbed right up on the park bench beside them to take a nap....

I apologised for his forward behaviour, retrieved him and set off for downtown.


I shoulda let him sleep it off. Warning to all, don't let your Bear drink Beer. It's a motto to live by.....Because I lost sight of him, I hear a yelp of surprise, and see that he has made another new friend.......You can't take that bear anywhere....


Yah know.....come to think of it.......it might just be the same for Wollf. She was quiet, didn't say much at all, but I could tell this one kinda liked me.....
Tomorrow.....walking around South Beach during Spring Break......Was Wollf Ever as goofy as these kids?

Probably.....heh
Wollf

The Bear......whatever am I to do?......

It's been a busy few days, a whole lot of fun, romance and adventure. Yes, I said that. I really should have left Bear back home under the care of Lil' Wolfie, but I was afraid that the Two of them with out Sires supervision and guiding hand......well suffice to say that we would have stories to write.

We toured the museum home of James Deering.... Vizcaya .... Beauty and splendor beyond imagining. The grounds were spectacular. Bear couldn't stay out of the Banyon trees.....



I shot twenty or thirty photos on site, absolutely great place for photography, and I'll toss a few out there that struck my fancy....including this one.....



Go ahead, click it to enlarge if you want.....the plaque says...."Garden For The Blind"........This "Garden" is tucked way back in one corner of the huge estate, there are NO flowers. None. Nada....El Big Zippy.

Who in the Eff thought that this would be a good idea for an endowment? It's a frigging Lawn Fer Chrissakes! Bordered by lovely Granite tripping hazards and sharp edges......The Frigging Sign isn't even in Braille!

To get to it you have to walk about two hundred yards through and over uneven steps, through "Real" gardens and the smells and sounds and textures that are all along the way......to get to a lawn.

Any of you Folkes have a Visually Impaired friend that's going to Miami? Make sure they don't miss this......NOT.

Aaagh....I have to cut this short because "Blogger" isn't letting me upload any pictures for the moment. This is a kick back day....recovering from adventures....so I'll be writing a lot. When Blogger allows, I'll add pictures and post

Do check out the Vizcaya website if you you'd like.....HERE

Back in a bit with Bear and the Alligator....a harrowing experience.
By the way.....I am having a Way too good time.....

Wollf

Some Pictures from the first day...........

Back.....got the camera downloaded.....just a few from today. First one is kinda the ambiance of the place I'm staying....the view off my rear "private" terrace.....Vegetation just grows rampant.....rather like San Diego....but with really big friggin bugs, lizards and alligators.......



South Beach, my Lady Friend tells me, is quite the haven for the gay community.....Thanks for telling me now that it's rather obvious.....Hell, even the Life Guard Stands look gay. Not the handsome Wollf standing on it of course.....


Then a view down South Beach.....oh Hory Clap, It's a part of Miami, sorry. The sky is a wonderful shade and the air is perfectly clear......


Then back down the avenue....Wollf doing one of the things he does best.......


So....it's late here, got a Big day planned for tomorrow, gonna be at the Hard Rock, do some gambling and spend the night up there.....come on by for a drink if you're by chance in the neighborhood.... G'nite,

Oh, just as a by the bye....It is my personal opinion that Barack Hussein Obama is a creepy, scary dude who would be the worst thing that ever hit this Great Country. He is, in the words of a Famous Black Preacher....a "Long legged, Mack Daddy of a whore monger".

Heh.....he also has ZERO experience, and a completely naive view of the world and its dangers. I hate him.
Wollf

Sshhhhhhh! You'll wake them up.......

Jezeers, G-d a Goshin......This is a different world for Wollf. Remember that Bruce Willis movie......"The Sixth Sense"?

Shhhh, I see gay people........Was that the line? Criminitely, I guess I've led a sheltered life.....an example,

I am in a gorgeous and quaint Tropical Beach Bed and Breakfast....I leave my room and go outside and downstairs to this absolutely wonderful patio, centered by huge coconut trees and Bird of Paradise......the breakfast layout is exquisite, especially if you want to cook your own.....

Griddle, ham, bacon, eggies, potatoes, tomatoes, cheeses, cereals, juices....et cetera forever....and the one most important component.....Coffee!!!

I poured a cup, sat down at a plush lounge chair and just relaxed, enjoying the aloneness, the birds, little chameleon looking lizards, soft music.......

Then the well muscled shaven headed black man with facial piercings, red lipstick and a sarong sashayed by........"Good Morning!!" he greeted, big smile on his face....

Umm....good mornin'......oh boy. Finished my coffee, poured an extra cup, and retreated to my room where the welcome familiarity of Hetero-World could exist without pschic disruptions of Sarong clad, lipsticked men.......

That being said, I've met a number of the other guests, and they all seem quite cordial and "normal" in their way. Went back down, cooked up a deliscious California Scramble shared a tasty breakfast, pleasant conversation with a number of folks, and headed out on the town to walk tour South Beach.

I really have no problems with gay folks.....whatever floats your boat, I s'pose....although catching a glimpse of the skinny guy in the babydoll this evening was a bit unnerving......Oh, and the Picturesque Hot Tub tonight?

Not A Frigging Chance.

Pictures tomorrow, guaranteed. Having a really great time.
The Weather is here, yup........Beautiful.
Wollf

Welcome to the Hotel GayaFlora.....

Well, just a couple things.....First....I couldn't do it, went down to my favorite French Store, Tarshay and Bought a Camera!!

Yay for Wollf....besides, you Folke have GOT to see some of this stuff.

I'm in a Bed and Breakfast.......Beautiful Tropical Paradise, only about twenty guests.

Nineteen of them, including the Proprietor, are as homosexual as I am hetero......this is definitely something different for ol' Wollf.

Can't write much just this moment, borrowed computer and the aroma of Israeli chicken and cus-cus, plus I hear we have Corona on tap. I think that I shall imbibe of a beer or two....it is vacation, don't ya know?

Hey, check out some of the hilarity over at Rodger's House....the Man is the Man in Internet comedy. He's at Curmudgeonly and Skeptical.

That is all for now......Pictures and stuff tomorrow.....

Wollf

Saturday, Sabbado, the Sabbath........

Wow.....what a flight.....no sleep, took off from LAX at 2300 hours and landed at 0700 Florida time.

But I made it.....been looking around the town a bit, walked down by the beach, checked into my bed and breakfast.....went out on the town again for a bit.....realised that I had forgotten my camera and my Laptop power cord back at Walkabout......

Ahh the joys of ADD and such. So....until I get those couple of matters cleared up, blogging shall be rather light. Just wanted anyone who was concerned that I had arrived in this strange place safely.

Tonight, I think the chances are about 60-40 that I'll just be going to bed, heh.

Try and talk a bit tomorrow.

Wollf