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just like starting over

Friday, September 29th, 2006
I’ve been slightly sensitive lately. I know. Hardly shows.   

As a result, more than a few clods have left Nike imprints on my heart. Cannot count the number of times these past few months I’ve had to say, “You hurt my feelings.” Without violins or Kleenex, I offer a rational explanation for why I can no longer stand the sight of them. Oftentimes I receive a half-hearted apology. My response is quick and just:

“Shove your sorries up your ass.”

Catchy, isn’t it?

That’s why Yom Kippur has me all messed up. This is my time to contact those I care about and offer sincere apologies for any harm I may have caused this year. I’ve always enjoyed this ritual because owning up to our mistakes and promising to do better is cathartic. On Monday Jews will fast and pray and ask God to forgive us, but first we must forgive each other.

Before the list of grievances comes rolling in, let’s be clear about a few things. I am not apologizing for political views or any inferiority complex you experience as a result. Name-calling is perfectly acceptable as far as I’m concerned. And I’m not sorry for being vegetarian, opinionated, or good in bed. Furthermore, cursing the Yankees, sending hate mail to Dick Cheney, or crushing on others isn’t a sin. Perhaps demented and sad, but not sinful.

I haven’t hurt anyone that I’m aware of so hopefully I’ll hear responses such as, “I forgive you, sweet cheeks. And I’m sorry for anything I’ve done to harm you.” Then we kiss and make up. Preferably with tongue.

To those I know only from the online world and inappropriate chat rooms, I say this: Please forgive me for my faults. With a sad and heavy heart, I apologize for anything I’ve done that’s caused you a moment of harm. In my quest to illicit laughter or provoke introspection, I occasionally step on some toes. I will make every attempt to be a better person this year. Cross my heart three times.

There. We good?

***cross-posted at Out in Left Field***

want some cheese with that?

Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006

On the heels of the well-to-do Cheval residents up in arms about the neighborhod wall, now comes some well-to-do Bayshore residents with their own protest.

Previously we had well-to-do Harbour Island residents complaining about downtown traffic, and well-to-do Avila residents complaining about wildlife.  What’s next? 

how to deal with your new neighbors

Tuesday, July 11th, 2006

The Florida Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission (FWC) annually receives more than 18,000 alligator-related complaints.  It is pretty clear that gators are here to stay:

Alligators have inhabited Florida’s marshes, swamps, rivers and lakes for many centuries, and are found in all 67 counties. In recent years, Florida has experienced tremendous human population growth. Many residents seek waterfront homes, and increasingly participate in water-related activities. This can result in more frequent alligator-human interactions, and a greater potential for conflict.

For those of you who recently moved to Florida, the FWC has a few tips on how to get along with your new neighbors.  Read the page entitled Living with Alligators.  Not “getting rid of gators,” or ”staying away from gators,” or even “if you happen upon an alligator.”  For those of you that still don’t understand, there is also a Power Point Presentation:  Living with Alligators.

hiding in the neighborhood

Saturday, July 1st, 2006

First off I would like to thank the brave officers who came to my assistance last evening. You see, a neighbor had warned me that a very large boa constrictor had been spotted near our houses. CRIKEY! I have two cats and a morsel sized dog, not to mention a small child. Living as I do IN THE CITY, I don’t usually have too much concern about wild exotic animals that could eat my critters. I was unsettled by the news so I went out to take a look in my front yard and immediately spotted the villain slithering towards my backyard.

I called animal services but it was after hours so I called 9-1-1 and the operator had the temerity to tell me that she hoped it had eaten recently. Hah, hah, very funny. The first two officers arrived right away but despite my taunting, wouldn’t go wrangle the thing until the third, more experienced with snakes, officer arrived. Then the real snake handlers arrived and I kid you not, picked up the snake and kissed it on the head. “It’s docile. Anybody else want to give it a kiss?”

Then all my neighbors posed with it for pictures and it was all roses and sunshine. But docile or not, a snake’s gotta eat and even my bony little Italian Greyhound would look like dessert to a hungry reptile.

So that’s my story and here’s my question: What’s the strangest animal you’ve heard about turning up in Tampa or its environs?

shower with your neighbor

Monday, May 29th, 2006

I’m sure you have heard. Because of the lack of rain hereabouts, Hillsborough County has restricted how you can use water.  For quick reference:

  • If your address ends in 0 or 1, you can only flush your toilets on Mondays.
  • If your address ends in 2 or 3, you must do the dishes while you bathe on Tuesdays.
  • If your address ends in 4 or 5, bring your laundry with you into the shower on Wednesdays.
  • If your address ends in 6 or 7, you must shower with the neighbors to your right on Thursdays.
  • On Fridays, if your address ends in 8 or 9, each of the three houses to your left will be coming over for a group shower.  You cannot turn away those with pets.

Remember, no matter your special water days, you must collect and save the condensation from your air conditioner.

why you get a long weekend

Sunday, May 28th, 2006
It’s not that I think sitting at home and listening to radio stations play every Eighties tune from A-Z is a colossal waste of time. To each his own. I just believe that American soldiers who died, and for whom Memorial Day is dedicated, deserve appreciation for their ultimate sacrifice.This is one of several times throughout the year when I sound like a broken record. Call it my own personal “Better Than Sleeping In Late” rally for the masses to acknowledge reasons these holidays exist in the first place. If anything, days off can be used as an excuse to give back to your community and make the world a better place. Later, drink your beer and grill dead animals with a clean conscience.

Since my children’s first Memorial Day, we’ve attended ceremonies at Bay Pines National Cemetary in St. Petersburg. After 9/11, attendance went up and the participation is heartening. Community leaders and veterans make stirring speeches and military bands play music that will leave you in tears. Plenty of shade exists for children to run and play and I recommend taking time afterward to walk among the graves and whisper “thank you” to the ghosts among us, no doubt happy to see not everyone has forgotten them.

Are you proud to be an American? Prove it.

See you there.

get your sh*t straight

Wednesday, May 24th, 2006

Hurricane season starts next week. I’m not one of those that are gonna tell you to go buy $5,000 worth of hurricane supplies. You may not need it. The real questions to ask are these: Do you know what you need? Can you spend five days in your house? Do you know where to go? Do you even have to leave?

If a big one hits here, you better know what you are doing. We obviously cannot depend on government (see Katrina) to bail us out. Nor should we have to. Each of you should have a plan of what to do, where to go, and who to contact.

If you need some ideas of where to start your plan, TBO put together a quick overview of what you can expect from government. Don’t just read it - use the information to get your act together. The more of us that are ready = less of us gumming up the works.

I’m confident no hurricane will strike within 300 miles of Tampa Bay this year.  But in case I’m wrong, I know exactly who / what / where / when and why I’m doing, anyway.  You should too.

it’s so dry…

Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006

In case you hadn’t realized, it’s been pretty dry here lately. Tampa International Airport has recorded only a quarter-of-an-inch of rain since February 1.  It’s not as if Florida has become an Oklahoma dust-bowl, but there are signs we are headed that way…

Florida is so parched that:

  • “Snap, Crackle, Pop.”  That’s not breakfast, it’s watering your “lawn.”
  • You’d gladly waste a gallon of gas to get to a gallon of water.
  • All mosquito control workers have been transferred to the water police force.
  • You are using your blue tarp for shade.
  • In addition to water restrictions, local government is considering alternating BBQ days (enforcing firework laws is not mentioned).
  • Even legal immigrants took a day off, just to get out of the sun.
  • Hundreds of homeowners go outside, grab a hose, and find… Neighbors!  Awkward silence runs rampant.
  • TSA agrees to pay for pat-downs, if Bucs pays to water the field.
  • Florida Aquarium is only half-full! (Or is it half-empty?)
  • Illegal immigrants will be granted amnesty so El Niño can get back to work.
  • State officials ok offshore drilling for water.
  • Local kids are performing a rain dance.  Although they might just be standing in fire ants.
  • You are looking forward to hurricane season.

The above was inspired by an email sent by Sticks reader and local rabble rouser Lawrence R. Schuler.

north downtown’s new tallest

Saturday, March 25th, 2006

This past week, a Miami developer announced his plans for a new condo tower next to the Floridan hotel. The developer, Haim Einhorn, wants to put in a 479-foot tower with 250 units “that young people with $40,000 salaries could afford.”

At 479 feet, the tower would be the tallest in the immediate area by about a hundred feet (the federal courthouse tops out at 375 ft.)  The building will loom large over the Floridan Hotel (which it would share the block with) by 275 ft. Several city council members have expressed reservations in the past about permitting anything taller than 120 feet in the North Franklin area of downtown so it’s unclear if the promise of affordable housing will be enough to let this project go through or if the city council will let altitude scare off another positive addition to downtown.

This project is exactly the sort of development downtown needs. Even the much-vaunted Skypoint condo tower is a bit pricey for the majority of Tampa’s younger downtown employees. Potential downtown citizens can easily become dismayed when they find that a Skypoint condo with a $170,000 price tag will afford you only 675 square feet of living space.  I live in a 980 square foot, one bedroom condo myself and can’t imagine living in something smaller.  300 less feet of space?  That’s my entire bedroom!

It remains to be seen what this new tower might offer with pricing and square footage, but I’m encouraged by the developer’s knowledge that most of us still consider forty grand is a lot of money.