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Wednesday, April 18, 2018


          Anyone who cares about the Grove should attend the City’s Planning & Zoning Advisory Board meeting tonight (April 18th) at 6:30 p.m., at City Hall.
 The board will be considering changes to Coconut Grove’s zoning code. City official are proposing a number of developer-friendly amendments that would allow for the continued destruction of our quiet, leafy streets with more giant white boxes and fewer trees. They also want to use the code to allow much greater housing densities within the village center and along the corridors like 27th Ave. and Grand Ave. 
      Don't we have enough people and traffic here already? And to make matters worse, they want to eliminate our Neighborhood Conservation District – a special protection just for single-family neighborhoods – and replace it with something that will promote growth throughout all of Coconut Grove.
    Come out tonight and tell them “NO!” Enough is enough.    

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Another Outstanding O,Miami Poetry Festival Event. The screaming starts at 6:30;

I Know Why the Nick Cage Screams

  • Olympia Theater Lobby Lounge 174 East Flagler Street Miami, FL, 33131 United States (map)
Come downtown Wednesday evening to join the free fun. Another outstanding O,Miami Poetry Festival Event 
at the Olympia Theater In the Lobby Lounge

I Know Why The Nick Cage Screams

A free man screams with a dominant stance
For alphabet to be honored...
For the bees to freed...
For the bunny to be boxed...

Join us for a declaration of love to Hollywood's favorite son, Nicholas Cage

Performances by The Frontyard Theatre Collective
Directed by Melissa G. Gomez

Olympia Theater Lobby Lounge, Downtown Miami
Wednesday April 18th

Doors open at 6pm. The action starts at 6:30pm.

Cocktails available at the cash bar
Attendees are invited to enjoy a guided tour of the historic Olympia Theater during intermission

This is a FREE event, open to the public

Monday, April 16, 2018


   WE'RE SELLING OUR BELOVED CAMPER.  The one that has roamed all over North America in this blog.
 Rocky Mountain National Park, two years ago

We call this "the basement".  It holds all kinds of stuff.

The living room look

 The dining room, and 

the little couch folds down to make a big, comfortable bed,

   Sometimes I imagine the clouds are mountains.

No, we haven't gotten over the gypsy life.   I'm selling this'n so I can build another. 
    We feel like we have a mountain cabin or a oceanfront cottage in the Keys, that happens, for the moment, to be sitting in our driveway. 
   For the price of a fancy couch you can have an entire home on the road (which includes a couch, and a stove, and most of the other stuff). 2004 Toyota Sienna. $5000 or best offer.  If you're interested drop a line my way, .

Saturday, April 14, 2018


  Last night the President of the United States made a surprise appearance at Little River's Fancy Nasty Art Gallery.  He heard Grove artist, LeMaster, would be there touting his environmental art.
Grove artist, LeMaster, with his Marjory painting, and some fat fool. 

   He flashed some cheap cardboard signs and confronted the artist himself but few were paying attention.

   They've seen too much of that guy already.

Sunday, April 8, 2018


   The game was interrupted by a baby in left field. I have no idea how she got there but once she toddled to the sidelines our softball battle continued.
    This was yesterday's game between Miami's old guys ("The Young Viejos") and a group of much younger men and women  representing the local art community.  It was one of many events sponsored by this month's O, Miami Poetry Festival. 
 The players
Young Viejo Augustin Gonzalez, 95, in a pensive moment.
     As softball games go this one was a little different. Batters had to recite a poem before they stepped up to the plate. Ron shares one of his originals                     

      One Young Viejo had his bat marked, "Ode Warrior". 
   The poetry people gave us these beautiful book bags and they got

autographed softballs from us.

Our lovely announcer, Melody Santiago Cummings

      I played a little but my main job was to emcee the show  

                 The ringmaster with his coach

and to occasionally hawk peanuts and crackerjacks.   
     The teams were evenly matched, some players were very good and some (like me) could use more practice. Us Viejos marveled at the speed of "the kids". We had forgotten how fast our feet could move fifty years ago. Rarely did our throws get to first base before the runner.
We had much more experience as we play twice a week.

    This rare mixing of generations was a delight, like a group of grandfathers happily going at it with their upstart grands.  

 Quincy (and everyone else) wanted Pito's autograph

     Popular singer Cuci Amador threw out the  first pitch. Another celebrity's sibling, Mangohead (the king's brother), tossed the second.

    By the end of the game the Young Viejos were ahead, 9-8, and the team was presented with the winner's trophy, a golden chamber pot.  

It could become an annual affair.

     By the game's conclusion everyone was smiling. No one cared who won. On a perfect April afternoon we were laughing, playing ball, and hearing some pretty good poetry.

Monday, April 2, 2018


   You are invited to attend two wonderful events
coming up on Saturday and Sunday.

THE FIRST is part of this month's O'Miami Poetry Festival. 
I have put together an event I call,
It will be an exhibition game between old men (my team,"The Young Viejos)
and Miami's young poets, "The Rhyming Nine" (who could only gather seven for this shot).

     We expect to kick their butts AND poetry will be infused into every play!
One of our most exciting player/poets is Augustin who is a very young 95.
The five-inning game will begin at 1 p.m. on Saturday, April 7th. It'll be at the
War Memorial Youth Center, 405 University Drive, Coral Gables, 33134.
Free but consider bringing peanuts and Crackerjacks.            

THE SECOND is an important fundraiser to help protect the environment and
free speech.  It will take place at the historic Reno Ranch, the only wild place left in Kendall.
Join us on the back porch
   A fundraiser to help defend environmentalist, Maggy Reno Hurchalla. 
Janet's sister has spent her life speaking up for the environment. Unfortunately, she has been sued
by a vengeful billionaire developer to try to keep her quiet. 
  The event will take place on the back porch of the Reno Ranch this Sunday, April 8th.
from 4-7 p.m. 11200 N. Kendall Drive.
Park across the street and walk in (not much parking inside the ranch).
Bring a check and an appetizer. Beer and wine are good too.
Hear Maggy and her attorney, Sandy D'Alemberte, tell their stories.
More info at,   or you can
contact me (Glenn) at 305-448-3775, .

I look forward to seeing you at both events this weekend.
Tu amigo,
 Our short stop, Tony Snetro, turned 100 four months ago.  Due to minor health problems, he will watching from the dugout on Saturday.

Sunday, April 1, 2018


    They don’t call the Caribbean  Hurricane Ally for nothin’. The islands south of Miami get beat up every fall. This week we are visiting one of them, St. Croix.
     It got hit twice in 2017, by Hurricanes Irma and Maria.

Our friends who live there were without power for three months. Surrounded by the neighborhood’s generators, they said it was like living with angry lawnmowers 24/7.
     And they didn’t even get the brunt of it. The devastation in the British Virgin Islands to the north was much worse. They got what we fear in South Florida, "The Big One".  A friend who toured the BVIs four days ago told us, “It still looks like King Kong has trampled all over”. Little has changed since Maria blew through last August.

     It was like that in Christiansted, on the east side of St. Croix, in 1989. That’s when Hurricane Hugo came to town and did not leave for twenty hours. 200+ mph winds ripped it apart and now, 28 years later, much of Hugo’s destruction remains.  

    The main part of town is as lovely and timeless as was when the young
Alexander Hamilton live here.
 But when you edge away a few blocks your see the beautiful, faded, busted buildings. 

Nearly three decades have passed and they are still in ruins.  

 You witness the imperceptible dance of the rotting structures and the vines  slowly replacing them. 

  The Big One hasn't come to Miami in 92 years. When it does we may have a few hurricane memorials ourselves.

 No napping allowed
   Masked fiberglass worker, Christiansted.