Sheriff's Lecture

I'll save the lecture 'til last, as it's the best part of my adventures lately.

Nephew Jason had 2 doubles in the game on Tuesday night, one a sizzling grounder down the left field line that I wouldn't want to have been in front of!  I think the 3rd baseman may even have hesitated just a wee bit.   Our team won, 2 - 1, and J was a big part of that.  Way to go, young man!

I went with Ginger and Dakota to the dog beach at Venice the other day.  It was a hoot!  Like a big dog party.  The beach was very crowded and included all shapes and sizes of canines and people.  A huge Great Dane seemed to be the alpha, and G's Dakota was the friendliest of the pooches.  It was a fun time.

Today I went to Siesta Key to scout some places for visiting next week when the family is here.  Siesta Key Oyster Bar is a big winner for several reasons.  Number one, its' oysters come from Apalachicola, the best in the east!  And, from 3-6 every day, they're only $.50 each!  What a deal!  The walls are plastered with dollar bills bearing names and/or messages.  Then there were these 2 signs that I couldn't resist. 

I just had to see what the red sign said.  So here ya go.

As I was departing, I decided to get an outside shot of the place and these wild folks chose to pose for me!  Sorry I didn't get closer, as their facial contortions were pretty amazing, especially the lady! 

After leaving SKOB, I went down to the beach for a long walk along the water, which was nice and cool.  The sun was hot, the skies were clear and the wide expanse of sand was covered with bodies!  It was a nice stroll, to say the least.  

As I returned to the scooter, I saw a very nice Vespa entering the parking lot and wanted to speak to the rider.  However, a sheriff's deputy beat me to it, as he pulled up right in front of the Vespa and began speaking in a steady, firm tone to the driver.  Basically he said the driver was wrong when he said "F**k you" to the sheriff and some other driver.  The Vespa guy tried to deny it and the officer was having none of that.  The sheriff said, "You should  know who you're talking to before you say something like that."  Good point! The sheriff then said that the older drivers down here don't always see others as they should, and yes, the other driver was wrong, and yes, the Vespa guy was equally wrong in the aggressive way he reacted.  The sheriff went on to say that had the other driver been younger, the Vespa dude might have gotten more than he bargained for by speaking in that way, i.e, an ass whoopin'!  The officer asked if the Vespa dude was visiting or lived here, and he lived here.  The sheriff responded by saying, "Then you should know better".  The scooter guy and his lady then walked away and I gave the sheriff and thumbs up and a "Well done!"  He thanked me and I was on my way.

It was a great reminder for me, as I've had more close calls here than anywhere I've ever been.  And I sometimes, okay, often, get angry and upset.  I haven't cussed at anyone, nor given them the one finger salute, but I've been tempted many times.  Thanks again, Officer MacGregor, for a job very well done!