Ahoy and other nautical greetings!
The Gullahs are in danger, but Michael Thurmond may bring them much needed help. Thurmond could run for Senate.
Immigration reform really coming? From Congress? Am I the only one who recalls that they nearly drove us off the fiscal cliff and still have not come to a full solution to that issue. Or passed a budget . . . in years. Come on, man.
Two Republicans and a Democrat visit the Savannah port. One is a Mayor of a “city.” One is a Governor. One is a Transportation Secretary. Figuring out which two are Republicans may be difficult. Really, Ray LaHood lucked up. He could be LaFender, LaBumper, LaOilpan, or LaTyrod. That’d be awful.
Will there be brew-ha-ha over this brewing bill to allow home brewers to brew brews for brew competitions?
Come snow, sleet, hail, or blizzard; Georgia Power is ready. More reliable and friendly than the Post Office, too.
Math-addicts compete in Americus. Maybe I should rethink that nickname.
Tourism in Georgia: a big deal says Deal. The Governor is a slightly smaller deal, but if he gets put on a clearance rack, he’ll be a huge deal. The Macon Telegraph says that Agriculture is also a big deal. Who are we to believe? Maybe we need a smaller Governor Deal so that the deals we have as a State are smaller deals for everyone to deal with. Get it? Got it? Good.
New car tax law will hurt the car leasing market. Whoopsy!
Department of Banking and Finance cracks down on unlicensed brokers. How about some relief for citizens who are the victim of bloated banks making bad deals? The sheer volume of individuals who were flat-out lied to by banks is astounding.
A renewed effort to ban cellphone use inside vehicles. Same old song and dance as last year. Eating fast food in vehicles causes a lot of accidents, and the food kills people, too. Who wants to ban that?
Georgia sees decrease in students applying to law school. Great news everyone, I’ve now got job security.
Georgia, the Pear State? Peer at this article about pear growing.
South Georgia Job of the Week: Septic Tank Mappers. You have to put up with a lot of–well you know–to have this job.
Let me apologize in advance for this musical selection. Your friend, Ron.