trumbo point

While was out and about yesterday I made a left where I might have gone right and found my way to the back end of Bahama Village that borders the old navy base.

The vaguely Aztec looking emplacement appears to be a long abandoned hollow hill.

I'd seen this kind of military structure years ago, when I was living in New Jersey, at the old Nike missile base on
Sandy Hook.

The installation made for some great pictures and when I got home I tried to find more information about the why, when and how of the place. Sadly, I came up empty. So, if anyone would care to share any information about this or offer a lead as to where I might gain a little insight, I would appreciate it.

election day

Walking the few blocks to Old City Hall and past Sloppy Joe's on my way to vote yesterday, I got a feeling of the "old west". There just seemed to be something just a little "yippie ki-aye" about a saloon and taproom right next door to the polling place.

I mean. . .
Let's say you don't know who you're gonna vote for so, you stop at the bar and pull up a stool for a few cold ones while you're making up your mind. Then you make up your mind and, feeling good and determined you head for the polls and wade through that sea of sign-waving, shouting supporters of the other guy. . .
You're feeling no pain! There could be a ruckus!!

Or. . .
Maybe you knew who you were gonna vote for all along, stepped in the booth, cast your ballot and, feeling really good about it, you stop at the bar afterwards, wearing your civic pride like a badge. And maybe you pull up a stool right next to somebody who voted for the other guy. . .
Soon enough nobody's feeling any pain! There could be a ruckus!!

(I guess ruckus is why, in some states, gin mills are closed on election days.)

My own drinking hasn't been much to brag about for years and I'm allergic to ruckus so I came in and out of the polling place and passed the taproom twice without wetting my whistle once. (maybe next time.)

Anyway, here again are the results on the day. . .
Both Charter Amendments got the deep six, Clayton Lopez carried the day for Bahama Village and Billy Wardlow got it done for District 3 (never mind, he ran mostly unopposed). In my neighborhood, my man Tom Milone lost it to Jimmy Weekley and Craig Cates kicked the holy sh*t out of Morgan McPherson for Mayor.

key west walkabout

By the time this morning's welcome rain finished falling, I'd done just about enough of my Saturday chores as I was figuring to and it was time to get out of the house. Under a partly sunny sky with that rain-washed fresh smell in the air, I decided to take a walk and visit with an old friend across the island in Bahama Village.

These are a handful and then some of Key West unique-ities (a.k.a. things you won't find in New Jersey) that mapped my course along the way to there and back again. . .

Watson Lane

Grinnel Street

Catherine Street

Amelia Street

Olivia Street

Julia Street

Virginia Street

Angela Street

trumbo point

While was out and about yesterday I made a left where I might have gone right and found my way to the back end of Bahama Village that borders the navy base.

The vaguely Aztec looking emplacement appears to be a long abandoned hollow hill.

I'd seen this kind of military structure years ago, when I was living in New Jersey, at the old Nike missile base on Sandy Hook.

The installation made for some great pictures and when I got home I tried to find more information about the why, when and how of the place. Sadly, I came up empty. So, if anyone would care to share any information about this or offer a lead as to where I might gain a little insight, I would appreciate it.