Return to Paradise

Returning from a well deserved respite from the Key West madness, I splashed down at Key west Airport on Thursday. Somehow, I was hoping more had changed in the few days I'd been gone - like maybe the City Commissioners would have re-invented themselves into bastions of stability and common sense (wishful thinking); or the Truman Annex Southard Street madness would have been cured (too much to wish for); or Tom Tukey and Paula Ryals would have gained some insight about PR (again, too much to wish for). So, here we are, swimming in the same old craziness and loving it.