I really give the fuck up on Boca. Since I’ve been here, I’ve nearly been run over on my motorcycle 4 times. People here do not pay attention when they drive. It’s quite obvious that the more money you make the less braincells are active. Speaking of lack of braincell activity, I’ve attempted to order a pizza 3 times since I’ve moved here. The first time it never showed up. The second time, I had to call 3 different pizza huts before I got someone who understood my simple order of a large pizza with half pepperoni and half with just cheese. I’ve also been looking for a self-wash car wash since I’ve moved here. I have yet to find one. They’re all detail shops where guys wash and wax your car for you. Well, maybe I’ll just roll my bike in there and tell them to have at it! Go to town! Wash and wax that thing up!! I really prefer to wash my own motorcycle. But I can’t. Now, I’m trying to get my front tire changed on my motorcycle. There’s a few Cycle Gears around here and none of them change tires. There’s a shop up the road that sells motorcycles, scooters and jet-skis– They didn’t understand the question when asked “Do you change tires?” The guy was cluless. Umm, you know, those round things that spin? So finally one of the guys at Cycle Gear makes a recommendation. He tells me to go to this place and they do really good work. It’s 45 fucking minutes from my house. Seriously people. WHAT THE FUCK IS IT WITH BOCA?! There’s nothing here but houses apparently. Oh and there’s a Publix on every damn corner. Forget all the other stuff. There’s not even a beach bar for heavens sake. Oh, sure, I found bars ‘on the beach’– well, they’re not ON the beach, they’re across from it. Public beach access is pretty limited around here as well. It seems as if the billion dollar homes and high rise condos have monopolized the area. I guess you just need to be retired and have a billion dollar bank account and not need anything in order to live happily here. This place is a totally different country. Bring on the hurricanes to clean out the yuppie scum who infest this place. I’m done.