Yup. Alcohol is a depressant. I had two rum punches. Oh, first some weed, then the drinks. Now several hours later, I’m feeling slightly down.

And I have no reason. I spent a lovely evening with two models. First while setting up for the fashion show, making sure everyone was happy, and had what they needed, including volunteers in the audience

Then at the disco, and back to their rooms where I took more pot than ever before. Which isn’t hard to do. I didn’t feel any different, just slightly light-headed. I don’t even have the munchies.

The night was concluded with karaoke where I belted out several good tunes. One woman pleasantly trying to distract me while I did. The organizer was too stoned to do much, but we steered her well.

So, a good evening marred by slight depression.

The day was slow. A lot of people I knew went on the Dunn’s River Falls cruise. I stayed behind; Been there, done that and expensive. Another bunch are going to the dolphin petting zoo (name probably not right, but the spirit is) tomorrow. Expensive, and I’ll go scuba diving instead.

I had a lunch conversation with a guy. He’s dating a famous actress, so he had stories to tell. I didn’t want to know her name, but I think I could figure it out if I wanted.

In the afternoon I “supervised” a fashion show I ran across. (good pictures from that.) Then I helped the body painter. I painted the lower half of a nubile young woman blue. (Good.) Then a man silver. (Not so good.) Two other girls were painted for a rainbow of colors (Green and purple). Got pictures of that too.