Help the Tuna, or watch the process.

Obviously Miami and Gainesville are two different types of places to live. I just stated something that may seem pretty clear, but I have friends that read this blog, and some of them need that kind of clarification. I love them to death, but still, you can never be to sure about what they understand about life and living and such, --not all of them anyways, Some of them are not as quick as you and I! And NO, I am not talking about YOU, whoever YOU may be that is reading this and wondering if it was YOU I was mentioning just now, by not mentioning you. It’s an authors trick, saying shit, by what they are not saying. Again I am like Hemmingway with all my professionalism and plus the beer drinking and the loving of the South Florida weather.
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Since I have lived in Miami, I have gone to a huge ass Street party called Calle Ocho. I have been to the largest spring Arts Festival in the country. It’s an arts festival that they have every year in the Grove. It’s an art festival four times the size of Gainesville’s own Spring Art festival and plus the Cocaine is way more pure. PLUS, you have to pay a cover charge!

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Ok, I don’t know anything about the Cocaine being more pure, or not, but again I do tend to exaggerate and there really was a cover charge just to Walk in the street of this arts festival! Which, to me, is absolutely crazy, plus, proof they do more and better drugs in this big city then in Gainesville. Who pays a cover to go to a street festival? Druggy ass Miamians, that’s who! Oh yeah plus also me, (I am paying the cover WITHOUT being all drugged up)
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I have been to a Car show, in which they would let you sit in a 96 thousand dollar BMW, but not the 35 thousand dollar Chrysler Sebring? I have been to a Latin American Art Show, and a Porn Convention. I have been to the beach where women don’t even bother with the top parts of their bikinis, and I have spent some time on the roof of my building while some women that evidently live near me, were topless as well. One weekend, I happened upon models playing volleyball for a chance to go on a trip to the Bahamas, and another weekend, I went to a world class movie festival on a par with the Sundance in Colorado. All of this is so awesome and so very cool I can’t really stand it.
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Jennifer Anniston and Owen Wilson are always hanging out with me here in South Florida as well.
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Ok, maybe that’s a lie, but truthfully, they have been hanging out in South Florida, just like me. They are down here filming a movie called Marley and Me. Which, by the way I bought on CD and happened to listen to during one of my Millions and Millions of trips back and forth between Gainesville and Miami. (OK, Millions may also be an exaggeration, but I will do that on you, its another part of who I am)

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I spend an inordinate amount of money driving from Miami to Gainesville to see my kids, and one of the real side joys of all that, is that rare occasion that I
treat myself to a book on CD and listen to it on the way up and back. Marley and Me was one such C.D.
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This upcoming weekend is The NFL Draft weekend, and my first instinct is to hang out at my apartment with all my friends, who, in this particular instance in figuring Friends that live in South Florida, would be none. Zero. Zilch.
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I would watch the draft and be able to study it, and think about it, and truly have a great time. OR, I could actually go to Dolphins stadium and watch there. The fish have invited fans out to do this, and I am thinking about breaking my tradition on what I normally do on draft day and going over to the stadiumt. I am thinking about basically missing the draft so I can go and be NEAR the draft. Its an anomaly and a conundrum, What do you think I should do? Go and hang out with the Tuna, give him some advice he wont take? Or watch it ALLLLLL and I do mean ALLLLLL on t.v. and then feel Guilty about how I wasted my weekend? Which, by the way I have done a million times before.

This upcoming Saturday is one of my favorite days of the year. Not because it’s a day that I do much of anything and when I say This Saturday, I really mean it as if Easter was my favorite holiday. Everyone understands that statement but they also know Easter is like the US Open of holidays in that its always on a different golf course and its always a slightly different day although generally speaking the US open does usually end up concluding on fathers day. But that was a digression.
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Fact is, In Miami you have lots of choices on stuff to do on the weekend and this one has me wondering what the best choice of action might be.