And now I’m checking to see if the videoconferencing app we use at Auth0 (where I work) has a potato filter.
We saw this car on Saturday afternoon in Seminole Heights, going southbound on Nebraska.
Surely I can’t be the only one in Tampa Bay…
Dude, hug your kid
Dude, hug your kid.
He’s stumping for you in places that are too small-time for you to go, and talking to press outlets that are too tiny to be worth your while. It looks like he’s trying to be a worthy son.
When he reaches to you for a hug, hug him.
And not in that creepy way you do with Ivanka. He’s your kid.
Yesterday’s bike ride
We’ve undergoing a period of cooler temperatures here in Tampa — and by cooler, I mean 20°C / 70°F in the late afternoon — which made yesterday’s 10K bike ride (something I do five or six days a week, schedule and weather permitting) a very pleasant one. I took some photos while cycling through Riverbend and Seminole Heights.
Here are the Riverbend photos, which I took while following the Hillsborough River south towards Hillsborough Avenue:
It was then time to cross the river over the bridge, which offers this view when looking north…
…then veer north to Hanna, and then east to Lake Roberta, where 4 circuits of the lake makes one mile. I’d already done more than 10 kilometers after those circuits, so I decided to hang out with the ducks for a few minutes.
Gentle Reader, let me introduce you to Lake Roberta’s biggest a-hole, who makes Canada geese look relaxed in comparison:
He has a gang of followers:
This duck is happy just to have a chance to relax:
I grabbed some last-minute groceries and started heading home. Seminole Heights is one of those tree-lined neighborhoods with a lot of houses built from the 1920s through the 1950s, where college-educated families and craft breweries can be easily found. There’s a clearly-established voting preference here…
The owners of the nearby Corner Club — the neighborhood’s dive bar, karaoke joint, and after-work hangout for folks to work at the nearby TECO branch — recently sold the place, but at least it will remain a bar and not get turned into condos:
Now back to the signs…
Yes, I know it’s a joke cover for a non-existent book, but it’s also National Novel Writing Month! Someone needs to use this as the basis for their novel.