It's All I Can Do To Keep Waiting For You
You come from out of nowhere...

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 9, or 10...

We are back. Actually, we've been back since Saturday, but just haven't wanted to admit it. That would mean we must acknowledge the inevitable return to reality and that's just something neither of us were willing to do. So we planted our asses in front of the DVR for the past couple days and did nothing. Not even laundry. We're a couple of sad sacks.

But here's the recap of our vacation by the numbers...

  • 1,400 - the approximate number of miles we drove
  • 2 - the number of rental cars we had (we hated the first one and traded it in)
  • 4 - the number of hotels we stayed at
  • 7 - the number of cities we visited
  • 0 - the number of wildfires we saw despite news reports that claim we should have driven through or near about three or four
  • 0 - the number of Florida Panthers and Key Deer we encountered in designated Florida Panther and Key Deer crossing zones
  • 2 - the number of alligators we saw in the wild, but not in designated alligator crossing zones
  • 1 - the number of pairs of sunglasses stolen from our rental car by valet services (also the number of pairs of new sunglasses we were forced to purchase while down there)
  • 10 - the number of Benadryls I consumed to ensure I fell asleep in strange (read: "not our") beds
  • 5 - the number of restaurants at which Katie and I attempted to eat dinner on Duval Street in Key West before finally finding one that had seating and a low enough decibel count so we could talk
  • ~50 - the number of photos I took and have yet to post to Flickr (sorry, I was taking it all in as opposed to photographing it)
  • 23 - the number of updates I made via Twitter
  • 5 - the number of guest posts done on my site (thank you all again!)
  • 3 - the number of messages on our answering machine at home (this does not include voicemails at work of which I'm sure there are plenty)
  • 872 - the number of spam e-mails in my gmail account
  • 40 - the number of legitimate e-mails in my gmail account (kinda low and for that, I'm happy)
  • 1000+ - the number of feeds I have to read in Google Reader (it's so high, they can't even tell me how many... I'm scared)


I think it might be time for a vacation. Oh wait...

Totally Unrelated Aside (TUA): Well, I thought my brother's truck had already sold since the old Craig's List ad died out, but it did not. Here it is again, with a newly reduced price!