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George and I spent the past few days in Key West, although we headed home early, because:

(1) It was really, really hot,

(2) The town was swarming with vampiric mosquitos,

(3) We missed the Blonde Tornado, and

(4) We were sort of bored.

If you don't scuba (which we don't), or fish (which we don't), or drink heavily (again, don't), there isn't a whole hell of a lot to do in Key West.

We did go to a shipwrecked treasure museum, but it was so awful -- and so overpriced -- that we renamed it, "The Craptastic Crapitorium."

Posted 23 June 2005 at 10:10 AM