tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5682738581019360100.post-3349984885875274572008-06-13T07:59:00.003-04:002008-06-13T08:05:23.341-04:002008-06-13T08:05:23.341-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GSS_fGKzVCk/SFJiGPdeDUI/AAAAAAAABC4/rjAqi-WPlV0/s1600-h/rtorsocameracwatercrowd.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GSS_fGKzVCk/SFJiGPdeDUI/AAAAAAAABC4/rjAqi-WPlV0/s400/rtorsocameracwatercrowd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211335578189958466" /></a><br />Summer days are here again. I went to Miami last weekend on a whim. It is a wonderland of images, but you have to work to get them. South Beach is a carnival of posers and gawkers and people who watch E!, but it is still something to see. I took my camera, but I don't think I got anything of note. I don't even have a decent story to tell about it. <br /><br />That bothers me immensely, more than it should.cafe selavyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15326753057795689263noreply@blogger.com1