Every time I get to Florida,...

Every time I get to Florida, I try to make it to the IR, even though it's often a haul. Made a Saturday afternoon visit this time, and once again it was worth the trip.

Already crowded an hour after opening, with the usual cast of entertainers of varying quality chatting with guests of varying age, but nearly always of the AARP generation. Needless to say, I felt right at home.

As I was ordering my Sam Adams bottle and receiving my complimentary shot (Glenfiddich 12...can't beat that deal!), an old friend greeted me warmly. It had been a year, but she remembered my right away. Not the youngest or cutest, but not bad by any means, with soft skin and perky nipples. I bought her a drink, and se caught up on old times for a while. Then we headed back her "office": the far back corner, in view of the DJ but not many others.