I suppose my next dog should be a Border Collie, just so I can be mistaken as highly intelligent and willing to please.
Dyer earned his latest victory the same way he has prevailed in previous battles—by coming back from all but certain defeat.
Speaking of gravity, it doesn’t seem so benign when you’re two-and-a-half miles over DeLand and powerless to resist its effect on you.
With Scott in Tallahassee, Falconer’s Tea Party ideology has to be taken seriously on the local level.
The thought of Joe being an ethereal figure didn’t come to mind as I watched him begin to gain altitude in the wind tunnel. . .
A commitment to quality education would do more to enhance Florida’s image with the corporate world than a commitment to building choo-choos.
Charlie: You should ditch the GOP and go rogue—it’s your only hope to win the Senate race.
What’s been lost in the Daley-Lamont controversy is why police were called to Ivanhoe Grocery on North Orange Avenue in the first place.
Daley certainly wasn’t acting his age or in the manner we tend to ascribe to members of the Greatest Generation.
I expect that in a few years we’ll be ignoring the Orlando Yankees just as we did the Orlando Sun Rays/Cubs/Rays ball teams . . . .
Grayson claims a Democrat can beat a Republican by campaigning like a Republican. . . . But I don’t think a Democrat can win if he sounds like a Republican…
Of frontrunner Bill Segal’s three opponents, [Teresa] Jacobs has the best chance of beating him in a head-to-head contest.
My misgivings about the project are its west-of-I-4 location and its reliance on grants, which are, after all, taxpayer-funded.
The details of Nate’s miraculous survival and recovery are the most gripping parts of the comeback narrative...
I give Crotty some props for dialing back spending in the county and taking a more cautious approach than Dyer to building the downtown performing arts center.
Somewhere out there is a Hummer owner who eats at vegan restaurants, so we’re kind of offsetting each other’s contributions to global warming. Maybe.
Crist is running a Ponzi scheme, but unlike Bernie Madoff’s operation there isn’t a diabolical genius behind it.
The recession taught me a humbling lesson: It’s the bed tax, stupid!
Other than a few autographed items he’s donated for silent auctions there is scant evidence of him personally giving back to the place he calls home.
All the kids appearing in TV commercials with their dads, including Grace “What’s the Bottom Line?” Dance, form a union.
The SunRail supporters in the room . ...couldn’t have asked for tougher talk had they scripted LaHood’s comments themselves.
My boss instructed me some time back to begin Twittering—or is it Tweetin’?—as part of my job. I struck a confident pose and told her I would get right on it. I had no idea what she was talking about. A few hours of Internet research and discussions with people under age 30 educated me about Twitter. It is a short message system, via Internet or cell phone, that carries a running commentary of subscribers’ random thoughts and observations. A Twitterer follows other Twitterers’ Tweets. A Tweet can go up to 140 characters in length. I can’t write a “please excuse” school-absence note in so few characters. But try I must, so here are some Tweets I would have posted on Orlando magazine’s Twitter page had I been able to figure out how to do it.
"Crotty and Demings dealt from the bottom of the deck, turning up the “denial” and “victim” cards, respectively, when they reacted to scandals involving them."
Short on resources and squeezed for cash by its corporate master, the Sentinel no longer has the bark of a vigilant public watchdog.