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Wayne joined us for lunch at the Buzzard's Roost on Friday. Here he peruses the menu before settling on a burger [maybe a buzzard burger?]. Caryl and I had grilled/blackened mahi sandwiches.
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Total of 900 horsepower on this police boat. Guess the bad guys won't outrun this one.
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The Buzzard's Roost Key Lime Pie came in at 5.5 on the KLP scale.
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I spotted this lunkhead parked in the gridded, no-parking area next to the handicap parking spot at Publix [a grocery store]. I walked across the driveway to Wayne and pointed the car out...asked him what state he thought the car was from. Without a moment's hesitation he answered, "New York."
Wayne's either psychic...or he's driven in New York a few times.
[No offense intended to relatives of mine living now or formerly in the Empire State. They are undoubtedly excellent and courteous drivers...if the only ones ever found in NY.]
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Saturday morning held fog that whisked away when the winds came up gusting as high as 24 kts...so no fishing today...and probably none on Sunday according the forecast.
I did go out on the boat basin wall and caught three mangrove snappers in about 15 minutes...put 'em all back.
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Saturday's sunset...with pelican.
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BTW, for those of you unhappy with the cold weather up north: Linda, who's temporarily back in Quebec, says it hit 43 below in Montreal this week.
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