I’ve overheard a lot of people who are apprehensive about the idea of getting packages delivered via drone. Escalated a bit, how would you like your mail delivered to you via rocket? Sounds ridiculous, but in 1959 the USS Barbero submarine fired a Regulus cruise missile, its nuclear warhead having been replaced by two Post Office Department mail containers, towards the Naval Auxiliary Air Station at Naval Station Mayport in Florida.
Villon's Top Ten Weird Florida Laws
We’re all aware that there are some weird, antiquated laws out there. Here are the top 10 in Florida.
Be Like Water and Enjoy the Paddle Out - Jaimal Yogi's Saltwater Buddha: A Surfer's Quest to Find Zen on the Sea
Saltwater Buddha is an autobiographical account of journalist Jaimal Yogis’ journies in his late teens and early twenties to discover himself and learn to surf.
The story begins at the age of 16 when he runs away from his comfortable, but disaffected, NorCal suburban life, where he is apparently suffering from the boredom and monotony-induced disease we now called "Affluenza" and on his way to juvenile delinquency. Seeking the comfort and nostalgia of time spent in his youth on the coast of Portugal prior to his parent's divorce, he heads for Hawaii. His goal is ostensibly to learn to surf, but also, and perhaps more importantly, to leave behind the negative influences and find himself.
Sitting on the back porch at a family barbecue this weekend I couldn’t help being annoyed by the numerous flies trying to sample my lunch. I felt like I was waving my arms around to keep the flies off of my food more frequently then I could consume it. That’s when my aunt chimed in and said, “We should get a zip lock bag filled with water and a penny to keep the flies away.” I looked around the table at the blank stares. I had never heard that theory and apparently neither had the other guests. It needed some investigation.
“Wait, close your eyes and breathe. I smell rain.” is the quote I would expect Lorelai to say if she lived in Florida as opposed to Connecticut. She might also manage a Disney resort instead of the Dragonfly Inn, but I digress. I have vivid memories of stepping outside in the Florida summer, taking a deep breath and saying, “It smells like rain.” What is that smell that precedes our afternoon showers?