Post-work B-line walk to the Sports Page…
…to watch CCB’s cousin pitch.
Perfect evening for a bridge walk.
What’s fast becoming the quintessential Sarasota shot.
Fantastic view over our shoulders on the walk back, too.
Cool little road sign by the Ritz.
Dinner at Mad Crow.
Up at 7 a.m. Friday morning. Nothing to do but head to Bradenton Beach.
Back from the beach, ’bout time to mow the lawn...
…and clean out the garage...
…and practice my swing (stupid tree).
I was cat-sitting for my parents this weekend; the new marina-front Bearded Clam is two blocks from the house I grew up in.
Friday-night dinner at Hooters with Krazy Kevin.
Had a good night (for me) on the lanes–142, 134, 128.
This should totally be my ball, dammit.
Friday-night fun leads to Saturday-morning breakfast with Krazy Kevin at Bob Evans.
Burned off my bacon (bum knee notwithstanding) at my Saturday-evening soccer game taking free kicks…
…and clearing corners. (Thanks to K2 Photography for the action shots.)
Alas, we had to miss Mr. Beery’s O Canada party Saturday night due to CCB’s flu-like symptoms, so we celebrated at home with a six-pack of Molson and some Canada Dry ginger ale. The better to rest up for…
…EASTER BEER HUNT! A baker’s dozen assorted bottles ready to be hid.
Of COURSE there’s a Stella in the grill.
It’s probably mean to take advantage of the fact that we have bottles as decorations anyway, right?
Ransacked the lanai only to find a Mike’s in the lacrosse basket.
In the end, we can only say that the cat was mildly amused.