10-10-08

Happy Second Anniversary-ish!

I’m sitting at home, alone, on our second anniversary weekend eating frozen pie crust for dinner and watching a bone marathon. I, being fully out of my fucking mind and thinking this a crucial regatta in his networking, gave a slight grumble when D loaded off into the car bound for Miami for the Columbus Day Regatta.

As the night wore on and I had yet to hear from him, I google news-ed the event and found out what the Columbus Day Regatta is really all about:

Ten thousand boats are getting together for a little fun and excitement down at Elliott Key (…)the largest flotilla of debauchery on the east coast. Booze, babes and boats combine to equal the ultimate water festival, Miami style. (…) Spanning four days and lasting into the wee hours each night, the party and noise from competing boat stereos peaks on Saturday afternoon and goes strong into that good night; but none so gently. Picture the fun of Mardi Gras with the energy of Woodstock and a few palm trees, and you have arrived. All five senses are stimulated in a never-ending parade of Olympic class people-watching. The regatta is all about public nudity, playful water fights and a cornucopia of smells from a thousand barbeque grills. The alcohol consumption ebbs like the tide and somehow, this mishmash event is considered cool.

I got stood up on my anniversary weekend for this?