Watch Me Turn 30, by Ashley N.
Question of the year: Is spending your late 20s living on South Beach and island-hopping the Caribbean as a career a) every responsible adult's fantasy or b) totally outlandish and ultimately unfulfilling for a semi-responsible adult who still places an abnormally high priority on fun? Perhaps the mere concept of what constitutes adulthood has been distorted due to my surroundings.

Through this blog, I hope to figure out what being "almost 30" really means to me...hopefully, before the big b-day next January.

Thanks goes to Holly C. for, first and foremost, agreeing to go on one of my press trips to the 'burbs of Fort Lauderdale and ultimately passing this site along to me.
the photo for October 18, 2008
DAY 281  |  October 18, 2008

Halloween is by far my favorite holiday. However, like many things in Miami, the "Nightmare: Ghost Stories" haunted house was amazingly promoted with a mediocre, at best, execution. Perhaps the scariest part of the house was the random drunk Cuban guy standing in the corner holding a plastic arm and a roll of duct tape. My best guess is that he stole the appendage to be funny and had been reprimanded to fix it.

After that experience and a few overpriced "Graveyard Punches" from the bar, we headed to Grass to continue the evening with an entire wall of severed hands. We fist pumped. The hands high-fived.

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