The Sunshine Empire

One of the only redeeming things about this work week has been the British Open on all morning as I get ready. We as a sporting culture now just refer to it by its domestic name, The Open Championship. It’s interesting how that has evolved. For most of my life it’s been referred to as The British Open, but now we all have taken to calling it what it is called in Britain. That being said St. Andrews is a fascinating course. It’s not often that you can see a golfer begin a put at the bottom of a seven foot hill. My boy Paddy Harrington looks like he’s taken himself out of contention but it is amazing to see John Daley in his obnoxious pants doing well at least through two rounds.

It was also amazing yesterday to see video from the bottom of the Gulf Of Mexico that did not include gushing oil and natural gas. Sadly though, this is not the end, but the end of the beginning of this disaster.

My cousin had a sauna installed in the new house her and her husband built last year. As a Floridian I find this to be a pointless exercise. The exact same therapeutic effects can be had by simply sitting on your back porch in a towel in this environment.

Last but not least, the newest member of the United States Senate is just two years older than me. Proving again that I need to move to South Carolina to run for Senate.

That is all. More on my Sunshine Empire Twitter Feed this weekend.