everybody in Lucea-country is asleep,
except me.
.
i'm still on from-foreign time

that crack-of-dawn thing ain't working, for me
:-(
...plus,
i don't need much sleep any-ways

.
.
i'm super-vexed
.
for me,
any trip less than 1+ month
is a waste-of-time

it takes 7-9 days to get ''warmed-up''

so,
i emailed
and
will call
my travel-agent
to do a likkle something-something
...i.e., extend a likkle

sending
emails
&
making a few calls
to clients
telling 'em:::>> don't panic ...soon come back [[[[ maybe ]]]

.
.
more about that Goat Party

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

as expected,
i've opened a can of worms
:-(
now folks
looking at me side-ways
as if they saying and/or *thinking*::::>>> ''''..that Bill is rich ...'''

in fact,
just this evening,
a young-lady called me aside
and whispered:::>>> '''...Did you buy that goat..??''''

''..Yeah..''
'''''...WHY didn't you tell me .. blah blah ....'''
''''...'cause was a last-minute thing, and was busy & tired ..blah blah...... no worry.... i'll do it again..... probably a cow... blah blah....''
'''... or a pig...???...'''
'''..sure..''

I look at her and another lady friend with her, and asked:::>> '''... how much $$$$ if i do that..'''

other-lady-SAY:::>>> '''... 'bout Ja$300,000 ...... for all three.... a goat, a pig, a cow....''''

first-lady moves into the ''Bill-rich''' area
:-(
''''...you got lots of money .... those plane tickets ain't cheap.... blah blah...'''
me-SAY:::>> ''''...No-Sir ... me poor ... i won the plane ticket,,, and hit CashPot when i arrived...'''

she, the next-lady, and me:::>>> big laughs

.
.

at the goat-party
i WAS tired.

but did hang-around
to drink a beer
and listen to the music
that was blasting from
one of those in-car-trunk sound systems

the music *selector* was pulling the tunes off his cell phone
...not sure if 'twas bluetooth or not
.....was too too dark to tell

'tis 2015 ... no more 45's

at one point,
the music STOP
....fuse blown, or something something happened

no problem ..... after all... it IS Jamaica, na tru

'bout 6-7 guys went to work to *fix* the problem
....was like the Pentagon war room, preparing one of those Gulf Wars or something

was *determined* that the sound system had over heated

one guy ran some-place((( ??? )))
and got one of those floor-fans
that EVERY Jamaican home, CAN'T do without

another got an extension cord,
which was plug in some-place ((( ???? ))))

and the party was once again:::>> GOOD to GO..!!..

.
.
found out next-day
that a likkle something went on with the food and mannish water

..they sold the mannish water soup
.....not all got the food.... as i wanted

* sigh *

so it goes

i should have stuck around and supervised things.
* sigh *
live and learn, eh
.
.
.
.
back to today, this evening,
....as the two ladies and i chatted,
i asked:::>> '''..who's pickney is that..'',,,, which was with 'em

"" mine '''
''''...where's the second child ... why don't you have another..???''' [[[ joking-ly ]]]

she rolled eyes
then said, with a look that frighten me::::>>>> '''...I'm waiting to have one FOR YOU...!!!..''''

i ran away

:-(

...to be continued...