As we’re sitting at the edge of the pool there are applause for me and then applause for Ninja and then Patty is there draping me with a sash and then we’re all pulled together for a set of photos. Then the socializing begins in earnest.

So I’m going to tell on myself a little bit here because I think it’s actually pretty hilarious. I can pretty much guarantee that I would have been my animated gregarious self regardless after the flop but I’m sure I was a little extra extra ‘cause here’s the thing… I thought I’d won! You see I thought the applause were just the audiences response to the announcement of the winner and not the judges abdicating their RESPONSIBILITY to choose a winner to the lunatic mob! And since I was announced first I MUST have been the winner… Alas, this was not the case, as I learned a little later at the decompression session. I’m talking with Brasi about the event and mention something about having $100 at Seastar to use this week, “No, dude, Ninja won the certificate.” Says Brasi. C’est la vie… I had to laugh at myself… Sweetie Pie says something a little later, thinking I’d won also, and Brasi says, “No, Ninja won but he did want you to get the $2000j tab.” Now that was unexpected and VERY nice, thanks Ninja. It took a little of my self inflicted pain away.

There is quite a gathering at the Shifty Shade Shack. It turns out that Sweetie Pies little Kodak HD video camera is left turned on on the table pointing at the roof. The audio from this section of tape is downright hilarious and nearly entirely unrepeatable. One of the most fun and unexpected finds of the post trip rummaging.

Sweetie Pie and Patty are the perfect bookends to a black and white party, both rocking the same Victoria Secret coverup in black on a black suit and white on a white suit. Pefection. I tell Patty that watching Kopper pin her sash on before the contest was a little window onto their relationship. Kopper had the look of complete satisfaction and happiness on his face as he carefully pinned that sash on her right hip. Don’t think it was possible for him to be any more content. Kopper is a FOOL for her stockings, I believe…

Brasi receives a lot of well deserved compliments. Everyone has had a blast and we raised a decent chunk of cash for the Buy a Brick program. He deflects the praise with alacrity, giving credit to everyone else. I think the pool cleaning guy and the security guard were more deserving of recognition in Brasi’s mind. What a great guy.

Plans are made to go to Travellers to buy the bricks but Sweetie Pie and I have managed to link up with our acquaintance who hooked us up with our lodging and we want to spend a little time with her. We jump in a bus with a bunch of folks heading to the beach and get out at our lane. We have a nice talk with our acquaintance and invite her to dinner but she is tired from travel so we head to Canoe by ourselves.

We do happy hour at Canoe. Woo Hoo! Dirty Bananas followed by Dirty Bananas followed by Blue Canoes! Holy Smokes, Blue Canoes! A drunkards best friend and a great way to finish off a binge, cause you’ll be finished. Some dinner at Canoe and we walk back up the lane. A chat with the landlord makes us feel really good about where we’re at. We could come back here. Clean, comfortable, great location, good price. What a great day. We spend a low key night on the porch, chillin’ in a Jamaican yard. We decide to turn in early. We’re going to get up before dawn and go looking for street dogs, Sweetie Pie has her camera. We’re hoping we’ll find Scar before we jump on the Magic Bus. Ooh Yeah, The Magic Bus…