So I’m headed to the banana republic state of Florida next week. There I will hold court, check out some palatial real-estate in some of the finer gated communities, and brush up on my disorganized wedge game. I haven’t been to Florida in a long time. We used to go down there as a family when I was a wee little lad. Growing up, I had some really bad heat rash skin thing that would always cast a dark cloud on my sunny vacations. My skin would get all red and blotchy and start to itch real bad. While others got to frolic and play outside, I had to to stay in the hotel, drop penicillin and watch Miami Vice reruns.

Lucky for me I grew out of this affliction right about the time I was experimenting with hair design, Izods, and puberty. But I still can’t forget it. I was looking around on line for some old school Addidas stylings to sport while kickin’ it on the Miami pool side. But I was scared straight when I saw this women model the product. I think I’ll just stick to Bermudas and penners.

My goal in Florida is also to find and buy a cane. Something in a wood finish perhaps. Maybe Teak. I think canes are coming back. The fashion world is ready for canes. Who feels me?