Key West Chicken

Key West is semi famous for it’s chicken and rooster population. They have even made CNN. I’m sort of “blessed” in as my neighborhood is not over run with these varmints. If a rooster appears it is quickly taken care of. The last few weeks there has be a chicken running loose. It’s a hen so it’s not as loud and obnoxious as a rooster. About two weeks ago the weather was wonderful and I opened all the doors to the house up to let the breeze blow through. I was sitting having lunch this chicken strolls in my back door. I’m not real fond of chickens indoors so I got up to shoo it out. When I got up form my seat my little dog (Penn) sees the chicken and takes off in chase. The chicken runs under the bed and the dog dives under in hot pursuit. Feathers went flying and they were in and out from under the bed several times. The chicken then ran from under the bed and instead of going straight out the door hung a left and flew down the hall with the dog bounding after her. When she arrived in the living room she took cover under the couch. I never thought a chicken could squish under my couch but she did. The dog could not fit under the couch so he just sat and barked. So at this point I closed the bedroom door and opened the other side of the French Doors that open into my Florida Room/ porch. I go the broom and tried to push her out from under the couch but the dog kept scaring her back under. I got a hold of the dog then pushed the chicken out. Instead of flying out the open doors the chicken fly’s into the kitchen, the dog gets away from me and follows. I finally was able to corner the chicken and grab a hold of it. I was walking it outside thinking very much about ending the issue with the chicken when my neighbor poked his head over the fence to inquire about all the noise. Then told me that I had better not harm the chicken. So I tossed it over his fence, and went back in to clean up all the feathers.

Last week, the chicken landed in my yard again. This time the dog had a mouthful of tail feathers before I could get to it. I again caught the chicken and tossed it back over the fence. Then picked feathers out of the dogs mouth. (he seemed very pleased with himself)

Today I started to clean out my Florida room. I’ve been using it as a workshop. I had a roll of insulation under a table that has been a workbench. I went to move the insulation and realized that there was a chicken nesting on it. The freaking Chicken is/was sitting on 8 eggs in my Florida Room and the stupid dog let it happen. I chased the chicken out and disposed of the eggs. I knew the chicken would come back so I kept the back door closed for several hours. Every time she came back and scratched at the door I let the dog chase her away. After one of these trips to let the dog out to change I left the door open. Yes the chicken came back in and ended up in my kitchen. I caught it and tossed it back over the fence.

Anyone want a chicken? It’s days here are VERY numbered.

Tight Lines,
Capt. Bonez

The End?

The end. Is it? Should this be the end? I’m not sure. I sat down about an hour ago with full intentions of writing my final post on this blog. I can’t do it. I started this blog as a outlet after the hurricane. It’s grown to more then that but at the same time it’s now less. I’m not sure I can continue to post about everything that is going on in my life. I think that was one of the “charms” . I’m not sure that the people involved in the my life would appreciate it. Until I can figure out the how to come up with the correct balance this may be the last post for awhile.

Tight Lines
Capt. Bonez

PS the last few weeks have been good

on the road

I’m posting from the road. I’m in Port ST. Lucie at “K’s” new home. I’ve felt like I’ve been the “Hired Help” since I arrived here. I’ve always realized that “K” treats me differently when other people are around. I’ve just never realized how much differently it is. She has a female friend staying to help out with the move. Originally this female friend was only going to be here one night. It’s been 3 now. The friend we’ll call her “C”. Is from the Keys but “retired” and nothing else to do. She also has family up this way. Anyway I’ll start from the start.

I spent Saturday helping “K” move her stuff and clean the house for the incoming renters. Her goal was to be on the road by 2:00. About 1:00 she was moments away from leaving. One of her friends that she had not talked to in awhile due to some personal issues showed up to with her good by. This friend had also just discovered that her BF had been cheating on her. The tears flowed on both sides. T was 2:00 before she got the road. I had to run to the hardware store to pick up some switches that needed replaced before the renters took over. When I arrived back at the house the new renters were there, I did a walk through with the tenant and then changed the switches and went home. I was dog sitting and delivering one of “K’s” dogs the next day. I had planed to leave to travel to “K’s” new home on Sunday about Noon. The way my day went I didn’t get to leave until 1:45. It’s about a 5 hour drive to her new home. This it the time I realized I have a serious “real world problem” I love to drive. I used to have no problem driving wherever, whenever and however. I was a bit nervous in traffic on the turnpike, but made it through OK, until it got dark and started raining. I almst had to pull over because I felt a panic attack coming on. I do not know what is wrong with me. I used to drive race cars at 100+ MPH and teach performance driving to novice drivers. Now I can not handle minor driving situations??? Anyway, I was about what I figured a ½ hour away from “K’s” home when she phoned to say that she and “C” and “C”s family were going to dinner. I arrived at “K’s home about 15 min. later. I unpacked all the stuff I had brought up with me then went exploring. For some reason my cell phone had stopped working, I left “K” a note to this effect. I found a local “ale house” and had a couple of beers. I then went back to “K’s house. They were home when I got there and she seemed a bit agitated that I wasn’t there when they got back. I then spent 3 hours trying to make the internet and VOIP phone service work at her house. Two hours of with was on the phone with customer service from the company I work for. The next morning I woke up had coffee a shower and started with a list of projects that needed completed before I left. I had to run to the local Home Depot to pick up stuff. When I got back everyone was gone. No Problem They will be back. I started on my project list and was making serious headway. About noon I started wondering when they were coming back. At 1:00 I was really wondering. At 1:30 I left to get something to eat on my own (remember I had the liquid dinner the night before and no breakfast) I got back home and they had made it home. (with doggy box) I worked the rest of the afternoon trying to assemble a home gym system that “K” bought. The assembly was going well. Slow but well, until I discovered that I was missing about 10% of the parts. I searched the boxes and all the packing material 3 times and I could not find them. I asked “K” to help me look and let her know of the situation. I felt ass if I was being blamed for the missing parts. After a couple of phone calls the missing parts are going to be shipped to her. I’m guessing she will have them sometime next week. I went on to my next project. We went to dinner later that evening with “C” and her father in-lawn and “C’s” kids. Again for some reason I just felt like the odd man out. The next morning I had to work on the fence to keep the dogs from escaping. Lucky I have a friend that just bought house about 10 miles from “K”. He happened to be in town, so I called him and asked him to help me haul some stuff in his truck. I meet him at his house then we went to Home Depot to pick up sheets of lattice work to seal up the gates and holes in the fence. After we dropped the stuff off at the house I took him to lunch. When I got back I fixed the fence and then worked on the other stuff I needed to do. We had made plans to cook out on the grill for dinner that night. “K” and “C” went to pick up the father in law and I finished up my list. Several hours later my list was done along with some other projects. I decided to call “K” so I could run to the store to pick up stuff for dinner. She told me that that they had already ate, but they were bringing me something back. I was quite disappointed. The whole weekend I’ve felt like the “hired help” and this just topped it off. I went out to the store to get some stuff for me (toothpaste and razor blades) and then picked up a bottle of wine to drink. I came home and they were back. I just opened my wine and fired up the computer to check on stuff. “K” wanted to re-heat the meal for me but I just wasn’t interested in warmed leftovers. I tired to just unwind by playing on the computer but got another list of things to do. I finished the new list and asked if I was “done” I was. I then started typing this. About ½ way through I went out front to make a phone call and got locked out of the house. After that I just went to bed. This morning “K” went back to work, I finished up one last “chore” and left. Now I’m in a hotel in Miami. I’ll be home tomorrow afternoon/evening I have a meeting I have to go to in the morning.

Anyway so that’s that.
Bonez

Happy Holidays

Happy Holidays

Capt. Bonez and Penn

Yes I know it’s been about a month since I posted. I’ve been a busy guy, or just plain lazy. I’ll let you all decide.

I’ll be very glad when the Holiday season is over. I’ve got all my shopping done. It was brutal. I have my own shopping rules for presents for people. I call it the “Ten Dollar F&F Rule” It’s quite simple and keeps my holiday costs down. For Christmas unless you are family or I am (insert F word that rhymes with duck here) you, I will only spend $10 on a gift for you. I now this sounds brutal but it’s the only way to keep the cost down. You would also be surprised what you can get for $10 if you look hard. I wanted to get something special for “K” being is this is the last Christmas we will spend together because she has been transferred. She had mentioned that she had always wanted a special bracelet a few weeks ago. NO, I don’t’ think it was a hint, because the way it came up in conversation, and if it was she is GOOD. Anyway, I had to find the store that has them then figure out her wrist size. I went up to her house while she was working and measured some of her other bracelets. I then went down to buy the bracelet. Turns out the store did not accept checks so I had to go back then next day with cash. I spent most of Saturday doing my other shopping. I went tot the book store to look for stuff for people. The bargain book bin is a great place to shop. I ended up with 2 books for myself, The history of the Porsche 911 and a how to juggle book. I’ve always wanted to know how to juggle so I think it will be my New Years thing. After dealing with all the nuts downtown shopping I had to come home and wrap all these gifts. Every year people buy rolls of warping paper after Christmas at something like 90% off, then store them all year long. I used to so this, now I buy one roll and will throw it away the day after Christmas. I see no reason to hold onto a $1.99 roll of warping paper all year long. Maybe this is part of my new “No more crap in the house” rule. Wrapping is always a chore for me. I’m sort of a perfectionist about some things and I can never make the warping look as good as it should. The tape is never as invisible as they say it is on the dispenser. The seams never line up just right. I know there is probably a trick to it but it just annoys me.

Happy Holidays and Tight lines,
Capt. Bonez

help

Ok here it is the good, bad, and ugly.

First pictures of the new car. They are not good but hey they are posted. I got the 944 back and it kind of sort of lasted about 30 miles. But that’s another story. I’m really starting to like the 911. I can not wait until I get it exactly right. Anyway that is not the main reason for this post.





Next week I have a long time friend coming down for a visit. She is an ex-roommate. I’ve had kind of a “thing” for her for years. We are great friends. We have slept together several times…no touching. She will be here in 2 weeks for 3 days. I’m lost and excited. On one hand I want her sooooooo bad. on the other hand I'm looking forward to seeing her because she is such a cool girl. What's a guy to do? Help!!!!


Tight lines,
Capt. Bonez

Manic Monday

WOW two posts in two days, you people will not know what to do now.

OMG what a Monday, Today was my first day back to work after a “short” week off. I had a tone of paperwork along with something like 178 e-mails to answer. It turned into a very interesting day. One of the drawbacks to living on a small island is that people know people. One of the great things is that people know people. It’s a small island and you are bound to run into people you know or have had history with. Just last week the guy that ran off with my Ex wife stood behind me in line at the grocery store. If it would have been about 6 or 7 years ago I would have killed him there. Anyway, today they hired a new guy at work. The new guy happened to be seated in the office I share with a co-worker. I had a pile of paperwork on my desk but felt I needed to at least make small talk with this guy. We went through the usual stuff. Then it got interesting…… real fast. He tells me that his fiancé works at (name withheld) My ears perked up. I asked him , what’s her name, I know a few people over there. Anyone remember “M” ???? It appears I’ve been used for my body. I feel so used, can someone comfort me?

Tight lines,
Capt. Bonez

PS I figured it would be best if I kept my mouth shut.


EDIT: I forgot to mention that the new employee has been seeing "M" for a year or so. I guess that makes the story a bit more juicy

Broken Cars and No Love

OK here we go again, another post. I have done so much in the last few weeks I do not have a clue where to begin. I’ll try and just hit the highlights of things.

Shortly after I bought the new car the old car (the red 1986 Porsche 944) blew a head gasket. I was very worried that I had done more damage then just he head gasket. Lucky it blew very close to home and I was able to limp the car home. I was suppose to take the 944 on a road trip to Naples to see my father 3 days after the head blew, so I am very thankful it happened close to home instead of the middle of the Everglades 50 miles from the nearest service center. Two days after the 944 had it’s issue the 911’s alternator stopped working. I got the 911’s alternator fixed last Thursday and the 944 should be back to me sometime next week. I had stretched myself I bit thin to buy the 911, I’m now stretched tighter then a banjo string at a bluegrass festival. I’ll post pictures of the 911 shortly.

Crab season has started off very slow, the last week was much better then the week before but it’s still very lousy. We finally got a cold front that came through and dropped the water temperature. I am hoping this weeks pull will be outstanding. If it’s not I’m already considering pulling the traps out of the water for the season.

Ok, on to the personal life stuff….. The bad news is that “K” is leaving the Keys. She has accepted a position up the state. She really did not have a choice in the matter. If she turned it down she would be done with the company. It looks like I will be playing the role of landlord for her house. Her goal is to move back to the Keys in a couple of years. I’m very sorry to se her go. I’ve meet another woman also. I’m not real happy with the direction of this new relationship. I think she may be a bit “off”. I am starting to believe that nothing good can become of a relationship that starts off in bed. I was a bit flattered at first when she told me she wanted me from the moment she first saw me several months ago. Things like that really stroke my ego, I guess it’s partly because I do not consider myself a very good looking guy. Anyway this new one has now called me a few times this week and in one drunken state proclaimed her love for me. I think she drinks quite a bit and that’s a shame because she is actually a very interesting person but when she has had a few she just babbles. A couple of weeks ago I asked another young lady out. This one comes to happy hour with us on Friday nights. She agreed to go out sometime but we never set a date or anything. Last week we agree that sometime after Fantasy Fest we would go out. This week I asked her how things were looking. She said maybe next week…..I guess if it doesn’t happen next week it’s a dead issue and time for me to move on. My Marathon Friend has been out of town for a couple of weeks. We spoke on the phone a few times. She will be back in town next week. I’m looking forward to seeing her again.

I’m headed out fishing shortly, I have some REAL good news about the World Sailfish Tournament. I’ll post that news shortly. (don’t’ want to say anything until it a done deal)

Tight lines,
Capt. Bonez