Oops again

Yet another brain cramp - apparently the editor I was using corrected "Frederiksted" to "Fredericksted."  So, from now on I'm typing directly into Blogger.

Everyone (excluding the partiers at the laundromat) has been extremely pissy today.  I swore I was going to find a clock tower and a 30-aught-6 to remedy the problem, only to learn the island is crawling with Secret Service.  Apparently the Carter family has rented out the Comanche and the Bidens are St. Thomas.

*sigh*  So no more kidding jokes about clock towers and guns.  I'm assuming if the TSA Nazis have no sense of humor, the Secret Service might shoot first and then not even bother asking questions...