Shore Leave

I’m headin’ south of the border for a few days of much-needed warmth and ocean breezes, and I’m certain I’ll witness some fright sights on the beach that will provide inspiration for future blog posts. Adios amigos, and I’ll sign off with a new version of Jimmy Buffett’s “Cheeseburger In Paradise”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJi4bln-hHQ


Try to amend my sun-vivious habits.
Bloggin’ from those 70’s days,
Livin’ great in slow speed, beatin' sun power’s greed,
Wearin' lots of SPF and hidin' from rays.

But at times I crave these wonderful scenes
Some kind of ocean retreat.
Some sunscreenie, thong bikinis, Dos Equis,
With a big warm sun and a huge hunk of beach.

’Screened boomer in paradise.
Heaven on earth without tanning vice.
Not too articulate, not too concise.
I'm just a ‘screened boomer in paradise.

Tired of all those old time cancer meds,
Docs treat the same way again and again;
New stuff instead docs said could make me dead.
Well, it reminds me of the menu at the MDA Inn.

But times have changed for paler these days.
When docs report I get what I need;
No more cisplatin or vinblastin or fat IVs,
Just that optimistic prognosis on which I feed!

’Screened boomer in paradise, medium rare just wouldn’t be nice
Heaven on earth without tanning vice.
I'm just a ‘screened boomer in paradise.

I do fine with SPF all over
Mine’s fifty-something and paid lots of dough for
Abnormal freckles aren’t this old boy’s cheer
Well, good god Almighty sun rays do I fear

For I’m a ‘screened boomer in paradise
Makin' the best of every virtue and vice.
Worth every damn bit of sacrifice
To be a ‘screened boomer in paradise;
To be a ‘screened boomer in paradise.
I'm just a ‘screened boomer in paradise.

I don’t mind I’m whiter than potato
Past 57 and I still don’t fate know
This cancer’s fickle and it’s cost me dear
Well, good god Almighty sun rays do I fear