Povey Prattle

OLearys Tiki Bar, Bayfront Park, SRQ Zion the wonder dog and I walk at Bayfront Park most mornings at about 6:30. We see this sign at OLearys.  It amuses/bemuses/confuses us. "No Trespassing Permitted" it reads. Oh how silly and misleading! So here is my quirky question. "Could Olearys permit trespassing?"    If so, would it truly be trespassing? Just another question from silly me!

Book of Ruth, Chapter 2 verse 15 'Wherever you go I will go"

But not just Latinos Via my friend Andrew McG ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Tales from the Labyrinth This is the reality of our system. And yes, THIS is completely Trump. From my colleague  Mana Yegani I had such a day yesterday. Even though I had a good night’s sleep I still feel the exhaustion and mental burnout dealing with a government that is racist and dislikes immigrants. The government is doing everything they possibly can to make the LEGAL immigration process impossible. USCIS is the agency who issues green cards and citizenship. Washington has changed all the policies of the local immigration offices. As attorneys we used to have access to speak with the local office by going in to speak with an officer or emailing them. All those privileges have been cut off. We used to have quarterly meetings with the local USCIS office and those have been canceled. T...

Humour via Arthur L Irony  via David S ------------------------------------------------- A bit of trivia which I learned at my great age (!)   (thanks to Isabel Allende and her wonderful novel " Ines of my Soul" Harper Collins 2006). Venezuela is named for Venice, Italy  (Venezia). It makes sense now that I know it! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From the web Etymology. According to the most popular and accepted version, in 1499, an expedition led by Alonso de Ojeda visited the  Venezuelan  coast. The stilt houses in the area of Lake Maracaibo reminded the Italian navigator, Amerigo Vespucci, of the city of Venice, Italy, so he named the region Veneziola, or "Little Venice".

In recent days friends of mine have had to say good bye to their beloved dogs. D'Arlene to Johnny. Jack, Donna, and Ashley to Tay. Nancy and Rosalind to Hershey. Oh how unbelievably difficult it is when our canine best friends have to leave us. So we send our love to D'Arlene, Jack, Donna, Ashley, Nancy and Rosalind. This dog looks sad, but that's an accident of nature, Yet even dogs grieve when their beloved canine or human friends pass on.

Yesterday ( 28th July 2019)  I had a taste longing for Puffed Wheat, one of the more or less healthy breakfast cereals which I enjoyed as a kid. But gosh darn it (!)  I could not find it in the cereal aisles of PUBLIX, WINN-DIXIE, or WALMART stores in Sarasota.  Is it no longer made? Winn-Dixie and Walmart carry  a sort of puffed cereal with added malt.  I was on the point of buying some until I read the label which indicated that sugar was the chief ingredient. BLAH I want some plain and simple QUAKER PUFFED WHEAT. I think that I am out of luck. Is it no longer made?

Zion and I made our second courtesy call on Max this afternoon. Max (17 weeks old) is the newly "adopted son" of my good friends Patrick and Bill. Young Max was utterly intrigued, and very sweet with Zion, my four year old. Zion, in his turn, was gracious with the wee pup.   Gentle Zion is always good with little dogs  (at Arlington Park this  morning another puppy was climbing all over Z. and he didn't in the least get bothered.) Who the heck are you? I suppose that we could talk. O.K. old boy, we can be friends And kiss! That was good, let's kiss again! and again! One last time Enough already you wee kid Zion to me:  O.K. "dad"  that's enough.  Let's go home. What a joy to have Patrick and Bill as new friends in my retirement years. What fun that my four years old Z. and their 17 weeks old M. are getting to know each other.