Reach deep; the end of this week's road is within sight. Well, not within sight really, but you know it's there, because it comes every time, at the end of this tedious cycle, this meaningless, repetitive role, this single canyoned groove traversed over and over and ... where was I? Right — we made it past Wednesday!
Pining for the excitement of last weekend's bomb scares? Good news! A suspicious package was reported near a busy intersection in Sarasota, closing a section of U.S. 41. The "package" turned out to be a modified birdcage with "a plastic jug attached, fuses coming out the top, and wires coming out the bottom" — which, again, sounds a lot like a bomb. Some provocative local artist really needs to rethink his or her medium.
In the wake of this year's increased violence, the Tampa Police Department and Tampa Housing Authority are working together to put more people on the sidewalks of the city's at-risk neighborhoods, engaging with the community and trying to create/strengthen a rapport. On the one hand, this seems like an earnest attempt at bridging the gap between authority figures and the people they police; on the other hand: "Hey, look, it's not like I'm going to violate your rights with this chaperone around..."
A health advisory was issued for Hudson's Robert J. Strickland Beach due to elevated levels of a bacteria that washes into the sea when you don't pick up your dog's doody. Thanks, dick.
And finally, please don't go feeding, handling, eating or otherwise interacting with any armadillos you might run into — they're probably responsible for nine cases of leprosy in our great state recently. At least three elements of that report should make you deeply uneasy about being a Floridian, and if you need a fourth, there's this: Some of the exposure might've been a result of the armadillos SPITTING LEPROSY ON PEOPLE.
Image by Tomfriedel via Wikimedia Commons.
