Anyway:
I am having Jose Beltran Gomez-Aguilar deported. I feel VERY patriotic about this - like I am a real American (said like George Bush "rill Mercan"). It is the first time I have had someone deported, and I must admit, living in such a small town, I have been somewhat leery of eating at the Pepper's Mexican Restaurant since the incident. Jose broke into my house, which is about the only crime that has taken place on this side of the tracks in Port St. Joe in years. He broke into my house after the Taste of the Coast event while Sugar Plum and I were sitting in the living room with all of the lights on, television blaring and dogs barking. He broke into my house not once, but 3 times that evening. Don and I are weapons people, so after we heard him in the kitchen the first time, and after we realized that is was not Little Henry the ghost, we quickly armed ourselves. Since there is no crime in Port St. Joe, the police were here in literally less than a minute. They found Jose with no shoes on out in our dog pin. He had gotten himself in there, and couldn't figure out how to get out. I went to his first court date, and found out that he can't speaka da English. His translator entered a plea of "not guilty" which pissed me off royally. Brian from the State's Attorney's office called me the next week and told me that he is illegal. Imagine that. So after he serves his 6 months for breaking in my house, he will promptly be deported back to the Mexico where he belongs. I feel good about that. In other news, I had the BEST birthday I have ever had in my life last week. It started on Friday the 6th. Lots of people came in town for the weekend celebration, and it was great. We went to the "First Fridays" party at the Port Inn after the anniversary party at Persnickety. Then we went over to my friend Erika's with a group of people to cook and drink wine. On Saturday, I woke up to find "Happy Birthday" signs in my yard. A group of my friends took me to lunch, then we shopped a little before going to ride jet skis in the bay. That night, my friend Amiee from Ocean Springs, MS, surprised me by showing up just in time for my big party. I had a great party on the bay with lots of food and drink, and I got some really great presents! On Monday, Don and I took the boat out at night to go shark fishing. I caught a 4 foot black tip shark. We then anchored up at Shark Hole and just floated there for hours, talking and such. It was great. I want a sailboat now more than ever. I want a catamaran or a trimaran, and I want to spend 2 months sailing around the Grenadines doing nothing. Anyway, on Tuesday, my actual birthday, Sugar Plum and I went to Panama Shitty to see our friend "Channel 7 Tracy" who got her name because she is president of Channel 7, and because we know about 15 different Tracys. We all went out for sushi, and then Don picked up my new HDTV for my bedroom. So I had a great birthday! It was a wonderful start to what is to be a wonderful summer here in beautiful Gulf County, Florida. Next up: Scallop Season! I'm going scouting this weekend. I can't wait!
P.S. My house is being featured in a new book that is coming out next year about ghost of the Panhandle. Little Henry has his own chapter!"
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