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I hope this Smart car in the St. Pete police pool is assigned to meter work rather than to patrol.   




Lost is the bright lime green of this spider that was sunning himself on the car last week. 




I always have enjoyed the look and feel of an impending storm - unless I'm on a bike somewhere on the highway.





This guy just wanted a Happy Meal at MacDonald's and like many down here wanted a free handout.  





Sad word that Don Featherstone, inventor of the yard flamingo passed away a month ago. If there is any one object that best describes Floriduh it is the annoyingly kitschy plastic pink flaming on two metal spikes.  Gee, thanks a lot, Don, I think.


My admittance for surgery scheduled for July 1st was moved up from 7:30 am to 5:30 which was fine with me.  Less crowds.  Having never been in surgery (do my 2 vasectomies count?) this was an interesting experience and I hope it was all worth it.  It was pretty expensive but then I guess the ability to breath ranks high in general health, too.  A full report to follow.  





Rain postponed our annual family 4th of July get-together at the Vinoy to watch fireworks.  We've been lucky as this is the first time the show was cancelled.  

My First Baby Shower




Mackenzie's work crew at Piper Fire had a baby shower for her last week.  I could have done a separate post on it alone, but I found it generally uninspiring, so over to Tuesday Tidbits it goes.  Norah worked the worm like a hungry squirrel works nuts.  Lots of the usual kinds of party food and 2 months worth of diapers.  All in all, I'm glad I went but the best thing was the penny I found on the bench outside. 

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