The View from Down Here

Let's see where we go today.

Summertime and there's always some damn thing...

It’s hair day. The day I get up and look in the mirror at my graying roots and wonder what would happen if I just let it go. Then I...

Hot time in the city!

Normally in mid-July I’d be writing this blog while watching part of the Osprey family that lives on the telephone pole behind my house...

Only in Florida (?)

Our topic today is “Only in Florida”. Now, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that all that weird stuff that happens in...

Tourist Season Redux

Carl Hiassen’s first solo novel was “Tourist Season” written in 1986. Things have changed since then so I’ll try to update you. We have...

“Give me your tired, your cash rich, your...

“Give me your tired, your poor , Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.” Florida...

Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Go Back In The Water...

Thud. Slam. Screech. The sounds of my head banging on the wall, the doors of many art venues and restaurants slamming shut and the...

Boats Rnt Us

When Robin and I mention to friends, relatives and the guy cleaning the pool that we’ve bought another boat, they all say the same thing:...

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