Thursday, October 29, 2009

Not the World's Largest Ball of Twine...but almost!

It was an emotional day for all (or at least for a dozen people) as the world's largest rubber band ball made its way down the streets of Orlando. Some cheered....some cried... some cried "What the F*#!?", but there was no denying the beauty of a 9,034 pound mass of elastic on the back of a semi flatbed.

photo from

Sunday, May 31, 2009

As long as you've got peanuts and Marlboros, it's a party.

Last month, we took of my sons to a motocross event in Daytona Beach at the Speedway. It wasn't just any motocross, but the mother of them all - Supercross.

As I was sitting on the ground (no chair, of course, them are for the rich folks), I realized the view from the pavement pretty much summed it all up.

For starters, anytime you go to the Speedway, you know it's time to bring out your best purple fuzzy slippers. Keep the ratty Hello Kitty ones at home - after all, it's Saturday night!
And then you got yur bag o' peanuts there and yur Marlboros. Why isn't there any beer you ask? Duh, what do you think they make beer helmets for?

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I'm just thinking there might have been a better landmark

My 9 year-old received a birthday party invitation in the mail today. While I appreciate the fact that the map shows the roller rink in relation to the closest Hooters, is there not a library or ballet school that could be used as an alternate point of reference?

Friday, February 20, 2009

Whatever happened to proper food handling techniques?

This, from Nude Night. How unsanitary - the chef isn't wearing gloves. Ick!

photo: Lindsay Hansen

Monday, January 5, 2009

Serving and Protecting Daytona Beach - but no tasering. WAH!

Yesterday, I was an intern at the Daytona Beach Police Department - complete with the bullet-proof vest. Long story (and you'll get to read all the details in an upcoming article) but in the meantime, here are some lovely photos from around town.

This is Pooh-Pooh's Car Wash/Restaurant. There is really no place better if you're looking for automobile detailing and Linguine with Clam Sauce.

On one 911 call, we were summoned to break-up a dispute between two delightful ladies - apparently the result of a misunderstanding over a cell phone and a boyfriend. When we arrived, only one of the women was still on the scene. The other fled in a hurry - leaving behind only her weave.

We did call for backup on that one.

Life in the Fast Lane Can Surely Make You Lose Your Lungs

After all, why would anyone want to have to get out of the car and walk 50 paces on a sunny day to buy smokes when you can remain completely sedentary within a cloud of your own nicotine?