To Be Frank

I consider myself an enjoyer of merrymaking. Music, social gatherings, parties, if you will, are all things I not only tolerate but also activities in which I revel. Frankly, I’m also of the mindset that beauty sleep is a luxury — NAY — a requirement, for a happy, healthy existence. I myself require less beauty sleep than the average creature because I am naturally … [Read more...] about To Be Frank: Beware of sleeping beauty

Litter is high on the list of things that get my dander up. I wonder, dear reader, what can be done? How can we stop this treachery? How can we put an end to the disparaging of our Mother Earth — her air, her water, her beaches? There is one spot on our fair isle where bits of trash gather, mingle if you will, in a vortex of spiraling pieces of improperly discarded remnants. … [Read more...] about To Be Frank: Nobody likes litter bugs

I rather enjoy a casual golf cart ride. There’s nothing quite like the wind blowing through my lustrous hair and the sun shining on my beautiful face as I make my way to The Outpost for a well-deserved chicken biscuit and a clear, crisp, cool bowl of water with which to wash it down. I prefer safety precautions to be in their proper place and am quite often mortified by the … [Read more...] about To Be Frank: Two paws on the wheel

I generally tolerate visitors on my island as long as they behave themselves. The following is a little how-to guide I’ve put together for you, dear reader, to help spot tourists in the off-season, just in case you would like to steer clear of this particular breed. One of the easiest ways to spot a tourist has to be catching them purchasing clothes at the Red & White, … [Read more...] about To Be Frank: Tell-tale signs of a tourist