Freaky Florida

So this weekend turned into a series of very strange sightings here in South Florida. MM and I spent some time people-watching at a bar on Friday night and then at the beach on Saturday afternoon. Both bars and beaches bring out the best in terms of people's attire and behavior, so it's never surprising to see the curious and questionable at either. But I witnessed several other truly odd scenes that caught me more off guard. First of all, while MM and I were on our way home from the beach, we saw a big, gold Caddy kind of car turning in front of us on some kind of hydraulics that allowed for it to turn left up on just the two passenger side tires. As the driver was alone in the car, MM speculated that he was putting on the show for our benefit.

Later on, MM and I went to dinner with her psycho-worker (he's also an intern in clinical psych) but hit a minor delay on the way out of our complex. There was a car blocking the narrow street between the buildings. We stopped and saw an older gentleman driving the car and a younger guy in the passenger seat. The younger guy got out of the car and ran into the open garage. It was then that we noticed that he was wearing nothing but boxers. Weird.

My second nearly-naked man sighting happened when I was leaving the gym today. The gym I go to is primarily patronized by gay men, which often makes for good eye-candy. Unfortunately, as I was walking out today, I found myself behind a 50+ year old man with pretty significant paunch wearing tennis shoes and a Speedo. My gym has no pool, no sauna, no steam room. In other words, there is no obvious reason for someone to sport a Speedo while there. Once again, weird.