Art Show Color

I decided to give the shorebirds a break today. I think they're getting tired of posing for me.

I was a Baptist for church this morning. The First Baptist Church in downtown Bradenton. As an added bonus, I climbed the stairs, and sat in the balcony. In the front row of the balcony.

I popped a piece of gum into my mouth, something my late mother never used to let us do during worship services. Feeling just a little rebellious, I decided to REALLY push Mom's gum chewing rules.

I leaned over the railing, and picked out several heads of full white hair. I then broke off little pieces of my gum, again picked out my targets...and let 'em fly. I couldn't see if any of my "gum gobs" made contact, because I had to lean back so that I wouldn't be seen.

I had thrown 7 gum bombs over the edge when 2 elderly ushers approached from the rear. They both hit me several times with the offering plates, and forced me to the exit door.

"HOLD ON! HOLD ON! I HAVEN'T PUT MY MONEY IN YET!"

"YOU GET OUT! GET OUT, AND NEVER COME BACK!!"

My mother would not have been proud.

After church, I went to a HUGE art fair in downtown Sarasota. It's always a nice sale, and I love to see people's talents. Highlights for me in the picture were the 3 poodles in a stroller, the greyhounds wearing neck ties, and the tiny parrot from South Africa.

Believe what you may about the church story.