Reading my own posts should be illegal. When I go back and see that, in my haste, I used incorrect homophones, I’m horrified. It’s not like a typing error, where everyone knows you were just typing too fast. It’s the wrong word, and I’m sitting there thinking, “Do my readers really think I’m that moronic?”

Okay, so I didn’t have time to write about St. Augustine. Let me summarize: beach, St. Augustine Lighthouse, cathedrals, beach, Fountain of Youth (which is gross and sulfuric), beach, mini golf and go-carts, The Oldest Wooden Schoolhouse, Castillo de San Marcos (which rocks), and other hokey tourist attractions. We spent quite a bit of time on their newly renovated beach (i.e. they put 18 million worth of sand on it in the last year). The water was warm and delightful. We met with my second cousin, Norbert, my great uncle, Frankie, and my great aunt, Eleanor.

We went to a Lutheran church in St. Augustine, and then we went to St. Andrew’s Chapel in Sanford, where Dr. RC Sproul pastors. It was an interesting, skit and hymn-filled service without a sermon. I got a good picture with Bishop Ambrose, but my favorite had to be the guy in the Steelers thug cap with the Steelers banner (impersonating RC).

The best part is that the church has a miniature orchestra with a full brass section and stringed instruments.

We’re in NYC now (well, over the bridge in Secaucus, NJ). We’ve spent time with my Aunt Miriam and Uncle Richard. We spent yesterday evening with Linda, my childhood friend. I used to yell out the window to Linda, who lived across the street. “Wiiiinda!!!” She’s really cool. We ate dinner with her mother and her. When her mother met me, she said, “You look so different! Chubby, chubby!” THANKS MOM. It was kinda funny. Linda took us back to her place, so we got to see the house I grew up in across the street. We went down the block and saw Anna and Tony Acabassio, old friends. We got back to Secacus about midnight, way later than we had hoped, and we’re sleeping in this morning (well, obviously I’m not, but Rachel is). We had a full day yesterday with getting into our studio apartment, goind to Ground Zero and St. Paul’s Chapel, shopping, and walking in Central Park. Across the street from the park it was snowing in front of the Natural History Museum. Okay, so it was fake snow for the premiere of The Day After Tomorrow. While there, we were greeted by Billionaires for Bush. After talking with Count D’Monet, I said I’d check out their tree huggers website. They’re one of the fastest growing Anti-Bush groups. Check em out: BillionairesforBush.com (not that I’m anti-Bush or anything I’m going to make breakfast in bed for my wonderful bride, so we’ll try to keep you posted.