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Musings on Vacation at Hilton Head
05/07/2007 06:18 p.m.
I get into a trance and see a monster in an old B-rated horror flick and it was in one of those canals in the California desert. It seems pretty peculiar that so many of these types of movies were shown in what is obviously driving distance of Los Angeles. Now, as a kid, these places might as well have been on another planet seeming so foreign, especially, when you grow up in the temperate south of North Carolina.
The seasons come and go and you feel you know them well. Whereas you go farther south the seasons tend to be two. It is either cold or it is blistering hot, with little in between. That is until you get to south Florida and the keys where the one season is the key to its success with the na´ve tourists.

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I am listening to The quiet

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