At the end of the race there is a kind of funnel that lines the swimmers up so there can’t be ties. The exit was too wide and too many swimmers could get through at once. Then there was a que to get your number card. There was people butting in line and I know that at least the girl who was right behind me got a number ahead of mine.
There were over 500 swimmers, and at the starting line, I saw maybe three people I knew. At the finish line, I saw a lot of people I knew, and they all beat me! Hmmmmmmm, I’m thinking maybe they didn’t swim and just showed up at the finish. . . . All of them, everybody I know!

Let me tell you about the girl who finished right behind me. For a long time, she was right next to me, and with every stroke, the water would open the front of her tiny red bikini bottoms and I could see all the way down the inside. Talk about distracting! (I’m not complaning) It is very difficult to swim with my head cranked over to one side the whole time! Makes it kind of hard to swim straight! (She was totally shaved, by the way!) I’m not sure whether having her next to me slowed me down or sped me up! I was staying right next to her but sped up and passed her at the very end.
After the race, they gave away random prizes but I didn’t win anything. (Remember last year? I won an airline ticket!)
Then I took down all the broadcast equipment and took it back to the station. My ankle was really sore after the swim, but feels surprisingly good this morning, and I’m going diving!

I’m out the door for the Queens BDay parade. Then straight to the sea swim.
Yesterday afternoon I went across the street and swam my (somewhat) measured half mile. I swam OK and felt good. That was all the training I did for this swim. I came home and sat down and a half hour later my ankle was so stiff I can still barely walk. YOW! I have my boots laced tight and my only worry is walking down to the start from the finish line after I set up the equipment for the broadcast.

It’s Friday, this has been a very fast week. But it’s not over, tomorrow will be an extremely busy day. I have the parade in the morning and the swim in the afternooon.
My Dad is worse. He was in a home because my Mother can’t take care of him by herself anymore. He is not unconscious, but doesn’t talk or walk or recognize anyone. Now he has pneumonia and is in the hospital. I’m going to see him Tuesday of next week. I’m dreading my next credit card bill!
The swim is tomorrow, I haven’t trained at all, and my leg and foot hurts from where it was injured several weeks ago. Plus I have to set up the broadcast equipment before the race and take it down after.
Very busy day tomorrow.

The days crawl but the weeks fly. Here it is almost another weekend already. I’m working the afternoon shift today, I’m waiting till the shade gets over to the side of the building where I’m working. I have a little sunburn (on my nose) from yesterday. I have lots of hats, but never one when I need it.
Saturday is the Sea Swim, and I forgot to mention that the Queens Birthday Parade was rescheduled after all last week. So Saturday is looking kind of busy. In the morning is the parade, then I have to move the equipment to the finish line of the sea swim, then swim, and then take all the equipment apart and back to the station.

Here’s some pics I took while Iwas in New York. I remember the Globe from the Worlds Fair when I was 4 years old. One is the Whitestone Bridge and the other is the Skyline, see the Empire State Building?

I have no idea what to write about today. Last night was an outside broadcast, so Ihad a split shift. I went to the beach at lunch. Todday is the regular talk show, so it’s split shift again. I’ve still not completed the BBC satellite dish, yesterday I finished putting it together and today I have to point it at the satellite. It will be hot work outside. I like it!

The day I last saw my my younger brother Bruce
alive was June 13th 1991, when he came and visited me in Virginia.
He stayed with me at my apartment. We went to Virginia Beach & had hamburgers on the boardwalk the day he went back home to Bridgeport, Connecticut. He and his girlfriend, Karen, were murdered approximately June 30th 1991, in Tucson, Arizona.

It’s Monday , Queens Birthday holiday. I’m glad for the day off. Yesterday the sun finally shone, for the first time in a week or more. (The parade ended up being canceled after all, I only found out after I went down to the station to set up for it.) NOW, it’s next weekend, the same day as the sea swim. Did I ever tell you my work motto? “I love Radio fuckin’ Cayman, ’cause Radio Cayman loves fuckin’ me!” Not really, I have a great job, and it’s nobodys fault at work that it was rescheduled when it was, but I think it’s a pretty snappy motto!
I’ve been trying to buy a piece of land here in Cayman for about 8 years. I don’t get along with real estate agents. I refuse to buy when I know they’re ripping me off. So I don’t. I gave most of them a chance, but ended up finding my own deal.
I was going diving ond day and found a brand new road, a cul de sac. I drove down and it looked like house lots being measured out. I called a friend who lives in the area and he found out who was selling. I called the seller and told him I was interested. I didn’t negotiate, I offered what he was asking. He was waiting for Lands and Survey Department to assign block and parcel numbers so he could sell them. The other day he called and said he received the info and is ready to sell but he’s leaving the island for a few weeks and will be ready as soon as he gets back. I have the cash in a CD and it matures about the same time he returns. I hope it works out. I’m nervous!
The OI girl is here, sleeping still. I’m drinking coffee.
I feel like I could type and type and type, but I’m not, it would just be nervous chatter.

When it rains like this (yes, it’s still raining), it will usually move away as it becomes a tropical depression, or storm. It is raining soooo hard, the rain was louder than my alarm clock radio.
I’m going to the Queens Birthday Parade, which somehow will be held indoors. Yesterday, I think everyone expected the Governor to postpone it but we had the rehearsal like it was a sunny day. All the police and firemen and boy scouts standing in the middle of the street in the rain…
I dug out my rain pants and rubber boots this morning, I found that my boots are dry rotted at the top, but the business end of them seems OK. I’ll be totally waterproofed!
Have a great day!

It hasn’t stopped raining in a long time. Seems like months. Enough already!
Tomorrow is the Queens Birthday Parade. This morning is the reheasal. I hope it’s not raining like this tomorrow.
Maybe I hope it is. . .