As you sit down tomorrow to enjoy your turkey dinner, surrounded by smiling family members and with the prospect of pie in the not-so-distant future, people in Japan will be sitting down to a plateful of … whale.
Christmas music is already playing on the radio, red and green decorations are infiltrating stores in the Oaks Mall and white, plastic reindeer are grazing on the lawn of the V.A. Medical Center on Archer Road.
With one day before break, we have a lot to be thankful for. But with Monday's speech, one thing that is fairly low-key tops my list.
Ah, Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for the holiday you can't screw up. There's no need to fret about finding the perfect gift for your mom or someone hot to kiss at midnight. It's socially acceptable to eat so much pie that you can't get up from the table. Here's what I'm thankful this year:
I want to apologize. There's been something eating away at me, and I have to get it off my chest.
While I know how excited UF fans are for a chance to see their Gators battle it out against Ron Zook and the Illini in the Capital One or Outback bowl, the Gators still can earn a spot in one of the nation's elite bowl games.
College is a time for youthful exploration, limitless learning and planning your funeral.
Why is everyone on a diet all of a sudden?
The other day, Gov. Charlie Crist rubbed his magic funding bottle and a little legislative genie popped out and granted him one wish. Unfortunately, Charlie exchanged his other two wishes for visits to a tanning salon.
The Gator Nation is anything but, thanks to a study showing UF is a top-20 university for studying around the world.
I have only one thing to say about Saturday's football game against the Florida Atlantic Owls: Thank goodness there's basketball this week.
For all of the records Tim Tebow broke Saturday and for the hundreds of yards he gained, one of his single-digit statistics baffled both Steve Spurrier and Urban Meyer.
It may come as a surprise to you, but America doesn't do tiny. Miniature book sales are at all-time lows. I sold all my stock in thimbles years ago. Mini-Me hasn't had a good role since Austin Powers.
As I waited in line for the bagger to pack my groceries, I noticed he was placing just two items in each bag. With only 10 items, I walked out of the store with five bags. I knew something was wrong.
If you have ever wanted to be in the Guinness World Records book, I am sorry to report you just missed your chance this year. Thursday marked the third annual Guinness World Records Day.
Months ago, I took a vow of abstinence, and I failed. That is, I failed to abstain from my constant use of Facebook.
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