Letter From Tomorrow
Another hard day in paradise,
Well I ate the last of my Ruffles, scraped the last of the cream cheese
with my fingers before letting the old dog clean the bag and container.
Guess I'll have to go back to coconuts, papaya and mangos out of the
yard for the next week or so until I get the 4x4 going and go to town.
Can't hear the waves for my Chinese bother-in-law "Singing", he's been
into the coconut squeezings and is "singing" in his karaoke machine. I think
he is trying to get in contact with his dead ancestors.
Lord it's been hot, med 90's for the last two months but thank God the
water temperature is 84 and the on-shore breezes help keep it cool. I can
always cool off in the China Sea with my water wings and my pineapple
hurricane drink full of ice.
OK, I got to go the surfs up and I need to get my bogie board and catch
a few.
You all stay warm up there and think of me when you stoke the fire, keep
them coals burning.
Island Burr
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