I've learned so much since I joined Facebook this year. After taking a quiz, I now know that the actress I'm most like is Scarlett Johansson. We're both "mysteriously alluring."
I also have discovered the term "friend whore," a person who adds people to a friends list just to boost their numbers. I'm told some My Space addicts also have this sickness. To avoid the malady, use this litmus test: add only old high school/college friends, people you've had a beer with and people you want to invite out for a drink.
So exactly how many bad puns can I make about a voting precinct being placed inside the Caliente Nudist Resort? I don't know. Laughter didn't let me go past 12.
Kudos to the 1,550 people who participated in the Tampa Bay Breast Cancer 3-Day Walk. They gave up a Halloween weekend for a more rewarding treat.
Seen on a bumper sticker: Giving your heart to a man is like giving a computer to a dog.
It's been five days, but I'm still reveling in the glory of the Rays. Nothing can taint the joy I exacted from their stunning rise.
Speaking of baseball, folks who attend the Home Association's Silver Tea on Thursday from 4 p.m. to 6 p.m. will get a chance to win use of a Rays suite for a 2009 game. Call (813) 229-6901 for info.
We've invested a lot of emotion in this election, but we can't let that turn into insanity. Hanging candidates in effigy is wrong. Racist e-mails, fictitious voter registrations and assassination plots taint a process already struggling to maintain the dignity the constitutional forefathers desired.
No matter who wins Tuesday, seek common ground and remember we're all Americans.
That's all I'm saying.