Funky Florida

I wasn’t surprised at all that the guy who ended up sending all of those bombs through the mail was from Florida.  I can say that.  I live in Florida and I love living in Florida, but so do a lot of freaky people.

Before we moved to Florida seven years ago, whenever we would see any crazy news story, my husband and I would look at each other and say, “I bet that happened in Florida.”  About 90 percent of the time, we were right.  A lot of wacky events happen right here in the Sunshine State.  We still say that to each other whenever a jaw dropping event occurs.

Why is it that a lot of people are probably nodding their heads right now agreeing with me about all the bizarre stuff that happens here in FLA?  I think it is because of a lot of things.  Florida is the third most populous state in the country.  Someone once told me that Florida is just a small microcosm of the whole United States.  We have people from every state and country in the world residing here.  Rarely do I meet people that are actually from Florida.  Most people who come here usually have had one winter too many and just can’t take it anymore.  I do have one friend who grew up right where we live in Florida.  I said to him, “Wow.  You’ve never lived anywhere else??”  He said, “Why would I want to?”

So, Florida has a huge, diverse population.  It’s an attractive place to live, due to it’s tropical nature, mild winters and beaches galore.  We don’t have state income taxes, we have a lot of big professional sports franchises, amazing theme parks and great universities.  Maybe even the crazies are sane enough to know that it’s a pretty good place to live, albeit being very hot and humid.   There are some studies that show that heat does amp up irritability and aggression.

I hope that there aren’t readers out there going, “Oh, now I get it.  Her writings are very interesting in a little “off” kind of way.  But, hey, she’s from Florida.”