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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

There's a gator in my kitchen!

Maybe it's sad that this story cracks me up. But it does. This is so Florida!

It's a running joke here in Jacksonville that if you live here long enough, alligator encounters cease to be scary because they happen all the time. And if you have an inground pool in your backyard, forget it. Now, don't get me wrong -- I wouldn't be laughing at an alligator in my kitchen. But I don't know that I'd exactly be surprised, either.

Allah wonders the benefits of living in Florida:
Hurricanes, 98-degree weather with 98% humidity, cockroaches the size of a human fist, the occasional eight-foot gator in the kitchen — what is it that makes it all worth it? Is it the possibility of casting the tiebreaking vote in a U.S. presidential election? Even I’m not that much of a political junkie.

Don't forget the snakes, spiders, and assorted other creepy crawlies. If it stings, flies, or bites, it probably lives here. There's also the sharks, the jellyfish, and the Portuguese Man O' Wars. There's also the occasional tornadoes -- especially during thunderstorm season -- and traffic hazards thanks to all the, erm, transplants who probably shouldn't be driving anymore.

Makes it sound like the untamed wilderness, huh?

Florida. It's a great place to live. (And I really do mean that!!)

2 comments:

Angry White Guy said...

Florida rocks! It has a Cassy! :)

I R A Darth Aggie said...

Florida. It's a great place to live.

I went to Alaska in 2001 for vacation. When I arrived there, the tour operators apologized for the mosquitos. I was thinking I'm from Florida, most of our flora and fauna will either try to stab you, bite you, sting you or eat you.

But hey, it's warm, I don't have to shovel snow, and it's warm. I prefer to sweat than shiver.