If you were to drive by my home, you would see a brown paper lunch bag hanging from the ceiling of the front porch. No, this is not part of my hurricane preparedness, nor is it a declaration of solidarity with those who “brown-bag-it” for lunch every day. The lunch bag, stuffed with paper, is there to discourage wasps from building nests. Apparently, it is close enough in appearance to a wasp’s nest that other wasps decide to build elsewhere.
All serious candidates go into the Election Day feeling confident that they are going to win. Months of knocking on doors, raising money, and asking friends, family, church members, co-workers, acquaintances, etc. for their vote all comes to a head when everyone goes to the polls.
This will be the first year where Florida residents are legally – and I stress legally (meaning not using offshore sports books) – allowed to bet on the entire college football and NFL seasons.
Anyone who has read my columns in the past knows I’m not the biggest fan of the Florida High School Athletic Association.
I’ve been critical. A lot. But when it comes to the FHSAA being at fault for the chaos that has ensued with high school athletes transferring, you are looking in the wrong direction. Look over to Tallahassee instead.
My wife and I had houseguests not long ago, decades-old friends from southeast Florida that we had not seen in years. Our friends had never been to this part of Florida, so a significant part of our “catching up” conversation was dedicated to describing what life is like here on the Florida panhandle.
In case you haven’t heard, Brandon Sproat could be playing Major League Baseball before the 2024 season is over.
Sproat is a fast-rising star in the New York Mets organization and has shown time and again that he has what it takes to play at the highest level of pro baseball.
There have been very few times in my life where the world has stopped and everything else has seemed to matter so much less.
Thursday, Aug. 1 was one of those days.
I have noticed a recent trend – well, a trend I call recent because I just noticed it – people thanking the universe. I first heard it a few years ago from the lips of an acquaintance, who had just come through a very dark period of depression. He emerged thanking the universe for his recovery. My initial, unspoken reaction was, “I wonder where he got that notion?” Since then, I have noticed an uptick in the number of people, celebrity and average Joe alike, thanking the universe.
