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I'm sitting here trying to watch a show on Bright House Cable. High Def, my ass. It's so garbled that I can't really make out anything. The screen keeps getting pixelated, the audio is full of random noise or soundless moments. The show is probably funny, but how the fuck would I know?

I suspect that this is due to the way Bright House compressed the digital signal and tries to shove ten pounds of electronic shit into a five pound sack. It doesn't matter what channel I choose. The problem exists on all of them, so I can't blame any particular network. No, this is Bright House's ability to suck on on its own.

Do you live in a Bright House? Yeah, neither do I. More like a Blight House.

Morgan's Burger Bistro

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Everyone raves about Morgan's Burger Bistro in Downtown Sanford. No doubt, the place makes a good burger. They bill it as the best in town. Considering the town is Sanford, though, that's not an extraordinary claim.

Morgan's is a very small restaurant with roughly half a dozen tables and (apparently) no air conditioning. The tables & chairs are very basic. You don't go to Morgan's for comfort.

You go there for the burgers, which are very good. Are they the best in town? For me, so far I'd have to say yes. Are they the best burgers I've ever had? No, but pretty close. Mogran's provides a burger reminiscent of your own backyard grill flavor, but with the exception of being cooked perfectly to order. The fries are outstanding and delicious, too. In fact, I think the fries are closer to perfection than the burgers. I tried the onion rings once. They were OK, but nothing special. Go with the fries.

Other than cheese & a bun, your burger comes out rather plain. There's a condiment stand in the front of the restaurant where you can add your own toppings, and there are a plethora of choices. I have somewhat mixed feelings about this idea. On one hand, you get to add what you want. On the other hand, you have no idea what snot-nosed, diseased person was at that condiment station before you. If you have phobias about germ-control at open stations like this, you may have reservations.

That's not to say that the restaurant isn't kept clean. I've never noticed any filth of lack of attention to cleaning up in the place. The people who work there are quite friendly. The prices are cheap compared to going to a higher-end restaurant and getting a comparable burger. Morgan's provides great value. There's also more to the menu than burgers, but come on. It's Morgan's Burger Bistro. You go for the burger.

I gave it three stars because the place is OK. It's not a five-star dining experience with a comfortable environment. My concerns about how the condiments are out in the open for anyone to touch also cuts back a bit. Morgan's offers a quite good product at a very reasonable price, but let's not over-hype the place.

Morgan's Burger Bistro
106 Park Ave
Sanford, FL 32771
(407) 688-0025

It seems that local police are training Bright House employees to look for "suspicious" activity and report it to the police, according to this article in the Orlando Sentinel. On the surface, it sounds good. Criminals will now run and hide every time they see a Bright House van enter a neighborhood. We have a new kind of superhero who fights crime and delivers high definition television. Along with Bright House, your neighborhood Garbage Man is doing the same thing. He's picking up your recycled waste and keeping an eye out for whatever suspicious things you may be doing.

So what's suspicious? Anything they want it to be.



  • If you're walking around taking pictures in your neighborhood, you're suspicious.

  • If you visit a friend before he gets home and wait in your car, you're suspicious.

  • If you make a delivery at an "odd" time, you're suspicious.

  • If you look like you don't belong in the neighborhood, you're suspicious.

  • If you're using binoculars, you're suspicious.

  • If you're taking notes, you're suspicious.

  • If you're drawing a diagram, you're suspicious.

  • If you avoid making eye contact, you're not shy, you're suspicious.

  • If you leave when a stranger approaches you, you're suspicious.

  • If you're overdressed for the weather, you're suspicious.

  • If your vehicle is overloaded, you're suspicious.

  • If you smell bad, you're suspicious.

  • If you have an "unusual" amount of people living in your house, you're suspicious.

  • Most egregious of all, if you act suspicious, you're suspicious.


There are any number of perfectly legal activities which seem suspicious to those who have been trained to be suspicious, to those who get rewarded for reporting suspicious behavior, or to those who just like to feel superior.

I have no problem with individual citizens being vigilant. If I happened to see someone breaking into a house, I'd call 911 and report it. However, I'm not going to call just because someone looks like they might be in the wrong place. As hard as our government has tried to change things, this is still the United States of America (except in Lake County). If I see a Hispanic man in a predominantly white neighborhood, it doesn't mean he's a criminal. If I see a white man in a predominantly black neighborhood, it doesn't mean he's there for hookers or crack. Letting people think the worst of others is one thing. Giving them incentive and power to act upon their suspicions is another, more dangerous thing.

When you pay for Bright House service and something goes wrong, you call for a technician to come to your home and fix it. Now you're going to get something else with it, too. You're going to get a spy for the police department in your home. In addition to trying to fix the problem, he's going to be looking around your house. If you have a closed door where he's not allowed, that may seem suspicious. Never mind that it's because the room is messy or you don't want him to see the sex chandelier hanging over your bed. He's going to start assuming what evil terrorist plot you may be trying to hatch in there.

That's not surprising. When the human mind doesn't have enough information, it tries to fill the gap with supposition. If a person is looking for something suspicious and you don't alleviate any doubt, then the fact that he can't see in there is suspicious to him. Those who want to fight crime will see crime, even if they can't see a damn thing other than a closed door.

Of course, we don't need to worry about that. It says so, right in the article:

Residents who allow Bright House technicians into their homes don't need to worry about being reported for illegal activities that might be observed, said Sara Brady, the company's vice president for public affairs and community relations.

See? There you go, you have the word of Sara Brady. None of her Bright Spies are going to cross the line in your home. What more do you want? It's in print, so it must be true. They won't call the cops about things they see in your house, unless...

One exception is a life-safety issue, Brady said. For example, if a technician finds young children home alone, they will report it. But they were doing that long before the launch of Operation Bright Eyes, she said.

Well, that makes perfect sense. A young child home alone, they need to come and lock you up. What else makes sense? If they see you have children and have a wine rack, watch out. Hey, those kids are at risk. Someone needs to come and lock you up.

The truly frightening part of this program is that it's based upon suspicion. Anything you do to preserve your privacy may seem quite suspicious to others. You don't need to commit any crime, all you need to do is go about your day and mind your own business to become suspicious, and therefore, get reported by the very business you're paying.

Take a look at a recent example in the news. A Harvard professor comes home from vacation and has a problem getting in his own house. He asks his driver for assistance and they succeed in forcing the door open. Meanwhile, a suspicious person calls the police and reports that a black man is breaking into a house. The black man is the home owner. Police arrive and he identifies himself as the home owner.

Apparently, this exchange between the Harvard professor and the police was unpleasant and the professor wanted to get the officer's badge number. As expected, the crime of "contempt of cop" went into effect and the professor was arrested in his own home for disturbing the peace. I wonder if his cable company made the call to the police?

The next time Bright House raises its rates, I admit that I'll be suspicious that it's to cover the cost of spying on me.

I had to visit Clermont today. That's something I've never said before, because most people never "have" to go to Clermont. It's not on the way to anywhere else, really. There are normally only two reasons to visit this patch of suburban sprawl.

1: You are training for or participating in a bicycle or triathlon event.

2: You want to see the water tower.

I've added a photo of it to spare some of you from experiencing the sheer misery of driving to Clermont. Seriously, this place sucks. The roads are old, the drivers are stupid and there is nothing remarkable about this patch of land. If you've seen Walmart, Panera Bread and 7-11, then there is nothing exotic beyond those types of common chain businesses to see.

Before the place got overbuilt with cheap housing and mediocre businesses, this was actually a beautiful part of the state. It had lush, green rolling hills with beautiful views. Now those views are clogged with box-like buildings, most of which are beige. You know a place is really rockin' if it's beige. All the cool places are beige. Clermont traded green hills for beige boxes.

Clermont still has nice hills and is a great place for bicyclists, but most of the people clogging the roads at rush hour aren't here for the exercise.

More likely, they came for cheap housing. Sadly, they didn't factor in the cost of their commute to Orlando for work, because there is no discernable industry here beyond servicing bikes, being a clerk, or using heavy machinery to clog the roads. I've seen more dump trucks in Clermont than any other part of the state. This is where dump trucks come to mate and create more dump trucks, which in turn block anyone who wants to step on the fucking gas pedal to get somewhere before the next milennium.

So why did I venture out into this suburban wasteland? Believe it or not, it was related to exercise. I'm not interested in cycling up and down Thrill Hill, so I'm trading in my road bike for a spinning bike. I'll get my exercise thrills in air conditioning from now on, and the fine folks at South Lake Bicycles had a Schwinn spinning bike for sale. It's not part of their usual thing, but it worked out for me. The owner, Mark Marshall, bought it used from someone who decided he didn't want it anymore. My friend Niki somehow learned about it from Mark at a recent triathlon, and she knows that I'm in the market for one. In turn, I'm selling my road bike to her husband. The way this all worked out, I'm saving money buying locally, Mark is happy to sell the spinner, and I'm not charging Niki as much for my bike because I don't have to cover the cost of buying & shipping a spinner out of state. Confused? So am I, but suffice it to say that we all got what we wanted for less money than we thought. If you're going to be in Clermont anyway for the outstanding cycling opportunities, then get to know the folks at South Lake Bicycles. They've been involved in competition cycling for years and are really friendly people. It's worth a stop just to check out the place.

Outside of cycling, stay home. I've been to Clermont and suffered for you. You've seen the water tower. Spare yourself the trip out here. It's not worth it.

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If you're expecting to hit Downtown Disney for some Independence Day fireworks tonight, forget it. Disney must be trying to save a few bucks by eliminating the "free" show and only displaying fireworks in the parks with paid entry.

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Lakers fans posed next to burning paper while celebrating their team's 99-86 NBA Finals win over Orlando in downtown Los Angeles Sunday. Police arrested 18 people for disturbing the peace, arson and other infractions. Eight officers received minor injuries. (Philip Scott Andrews/Associated Press)

Think about it. Aren't you glad now that the Orlando Magic didn't win the NBA Finals? If the Magic had won, then Orlando Magic fans would've felt compelled to destroy their own town, keeping up with a long tradition of vandalism from sports victories around the world.

Now that it's over, I'll say my peace about the Orlando Magic and the fans. I don't care. Really, truly, I just don't really care about professional sports. The Orlando Magic do not represent Orlando. Trust me, they will leave Orlando if their contract allows and there is a better job opportunity awaits them elsewhere. That isn't a criticism, it's just a business reality. The Orlando Magic is a show. It's paid entertainment. They did a great job of entertaining their fans this year, but so did the cast of Burn Notice taping their TV show in Miami. When that series ends, the cast and crew will go on to the next job, and so will the Magic.

So why do people get excited about professional sports, particularly at playoff time? There is absolutely no reason to do so. They aren't playing for your honor. They aren't playing to earn a tax break for you. As residents of Orlando (and the surrounding area), we get absolutely the same result if the Magic had won or lost the NBA finals - nothing! Not a damn thing.

While I don't care one way or another about the final outcome, I have to say that I'm glad it's over. Everywhere I went, people were expressing their "support" for the Orlando Magic. All of which had absolutely no effect upon the outcome, but it deludes the fans into thinking that "we" are all in this together. "We" can win.

Jesus, please. "We" weren't slugging it out during the whole NBA season. "We" weren't showing up for practice. "We" didn't have to fly back and forth across the country during post-season. "We" didn't do shit to affect the outcome of the game. Give the players, coaches and staff of the Orlando Magic the credit that THEY deserve.

I've heard that some of the "real" fans of the Orlando Magic didn't like all the new, "fake" fans who only start cheering once the team has already made it to the playoffs. On the one hand, I can understand. It's as though some interlopers showed up to take a piece of the glory that they didn't earn. Except, on the other hand, there is no glory for the fans. Remember, you didn't do a damn thing. At least, you didn't do anything to help the team win. Sure, you filled up the bars and yelled at TV sets, but I suspect most of you realize that a guy busting his ass on a basketball court isn't really able to psychically glean your beer-induced screams and push that much harder toward victory.

There is no point in having civic pride in the results of paying entertainers to come work in our town. Don't get me wrong, that doesn't mean I have anything against them. I've met a few Magic players and each one seemed like a nice guy to me. I worked out in the same room at RDV with General Manager Otis Smith and thought the man was a great gentleman. I've run into other former pro basketball players around town who were assisting the Magic at one time or another (everyone from Curly Neal of the Harlem Globetrotters to Dr. J) and found each of them really nice. Even Dennis Scott was nice back in the days when he was hanging out at Pure Platinum watching naked women dance. I won't say that I know these people, but they were nice when we crossed paths. However, that's just not an excuse to believe that they really represent the town. They have a business endorsement from the city. We spend a LOT of our tax dollars supporting the Orlando Magic. Let's not forget when the Magic threatened to leave Orlando for another city during the 1990's. Money talks.

Wearing those Orlando Magic jerseys and t-shirts is really no different than the tourist that goes home with a Mickey Mouse t-shirt. It's just a way to show people who you like to pay for your entertainment.

So let's be glad it's over and we didn't win. Now we don't have to spend more of our tax dollars repairing the destruction to our town. We'll let Los Angeles deal with the burning cars, broken glass, and injured cops. Congratulations, Lakers.

Every year, Disney hosts Star Wars Weekends at Disney Hollywood Studios. They've introduced some new figures for the event this year. In doing so, they've completely perverted one of my precious memories of sexual awakening.

This is wrong on so many levels:

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You can see other new collectible toys here.

I was watching the news last night when Uncle Buddy showed up pushing his latest thing: Buy Local Orlando. My first thought was great! I get to sue the city for some kind of infringement. Then I realized that I probably wouldn't have a chance in hell, so I decided I should at least pay attention.

Buy Local programs are nothing new, so it's not like we're innovating here. The concept is to keep your money in the local economy in order to support your friends and neighbors. At first blush, it sounds like a good idea. Uncle Buddy warned us that shopping at national chains (Target Walmart, etc) provides the city with less revenue than shopping at a locally owned business. In fact, that was part of the press release.

According to an economic analysis, for every $100 spent at a locally-owned business, $45 goes back into the community and local tax base, and for every $100 spent at a non-local chain store, only $13 comes back to the local area. Buy Local Orlando, a partnership with the Disney Entrepreneur Center, is intended to be a multi-year program that educates the public and local businesses supports and strengthens locally-owned businesses and local jobs and keeps more dollars spent in our community.

Whenever the economy circles the toilet, you see this kind of "circle the wagons" mentality. When times are good, we're all about trade as a means to a better economy. That's why we grow oranges to sell to Californians and buy our oranges from South American nations. Either that, or we're just not growing the oranges that we want.

Businesses can register for the marketing campaign at a cost of $49, which seems reasonable. There's a fair chance that this campaign will let people know of local businesses that they didn't even know existed. Consider Urban Think Bookstore. A lot of us probably buy books at Amazon.com, but a quick visit to Urban Think's online site shows that you can get your books for the same price, plus $1. Is it worth a dollar to support a local bookstore? I'll give them a shot on my next order to find out.

Officially, this event kicks off on May 1st. Consumers get a Buy Local Card. Don't ask me why, I have no idea why I need a card in order to support local businesses. Maybe you get a discount, maybe it's a punch card and you win a prize. Who knows? I don't doubt it's the invention of some marketing weenie who thinks people will only participate in the campaign if you give them some carrot on a stick to chase.

I hope that's not the case. One of the hardest parts of getting people to buy locally is economies of scale. Walmart has immense buying power and it can get deals that small businesses simply can't match, in many cases. People shop where they get the most for their dollar, or where it's most convenient. That's why supermarkets pushed out all the little vendors. Why go to a produce market, a butcher shop, a bakery and a general store when you can just go to a supermarket and get it all under one roof?

Is a Buy Local card going to overcome the realities of price and convenience? Probably not. It's up to the local businesses to earn the loyalty of their customers. Some clearly do so. I bought my bike from Outspoken Bikes in Lake Mary, not a large sports chain. I bought some Nikon gear from Harmon Photo, not one of the large camera stores in New York. Countless local athletes know to buy their shoes at Track Shack. There's usually a good crowd of people eating at Dexter's, too.

Clearly, there are a lot of great places to shop locally and I can't mention all of them. In many cases, you can get better service from a more knowledgeable person buying locally than from a national chain. You may end up talking to the person who owns the business and knows the product better than anyone else, or you could talk to someone working part time wearing a company polo shirt.

Where do you want to spend your money?

Back in the mid-80's, we started something called "Light Up Orlando." The unofficial beginning of the festival started with the Kumquat Queen Sashay down Orange Avenue, leading to City Hall (conveniently located next door to Orlando Utilities Commission). The mayor would give a speech about how great and fun it was to live in Orlando, and then he'd hit an oversized electric switch (branded with the OUC logo) to kick off the party.

From there, all the lights in town came on, there was beer and live music in the streets, and a lot of litter in the morning (leading some of us to rename the event Blight Up Orlando). It was actually nice to have an adult party in the middle of town. Like most good things, it grew to the point of getting fucked up and commercialized. Soon, everyone was trying to use the event to market something to the people who just wanted to have a good time. We got a few headline bands, but I think the local bands were a better draw for a home-town event.

Now it's quite the opposite. Instead of lighting up and partying, we dim down for an hour and let them meander meaninglessly around town for Earth Hour.

What the fuck is Earth Hour? You're supposed to turn off your lights and live in Medieval Darkness for an hour. Why? Ostensibly, to take action on Global Warming. That's what they say. Personally, I think it's a test to see how many mindless morons exist in the world to do what they're told and feel good about themselves.

Way to go, Orlando! You're turning into a bunch of sycophants.

Don't be a mindless moron. Revolt against Earth Hour. Don't patronize any business that observes Earth Hour. Go out and do your own Kumquat Sashay, have a few drinks, turn on all the lights, and say FUCK YOU to the politically correct sumbitches who want to tell you what meaningless bullshit you have to do.

When someone comes along and complains that you aren't observing Earth Hour, point, laugh, and ridicule the mindless drones. Have another drink. The Earth will still be here in another hour. Maybe even longer.

Just clean up your mess when you're done. We don't need to blight up Orlando.

Nudie Bars

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Every once in a while I see something in the search terms on the blog that seem worthy of a post. It's usually something I've overlooked, but also something that people want to know about within the Orlando area. Today's search phrase was "Nudie Bar."

It's pretty obvious why I haven't written about nudie bars around Orlando. They suck. Trust me, it's not worth visiting any of them. That wasn't the case from the mid-90's and earlier, but they've all pretty much been reigned in by the Bible Zealots who want Orlando to be a "family friendly" location.

Never mind that Disney World sells more liquor than anyone else in the area. Never mind that the nudie bars are NOWHERE NEAR any of the tourist attractions. Never mind that we have a convention business full of (mostly) men who could be dropping some serious change on Russian strippers at the Doll House. All of that is moot.

First, there is no "nudie" in our nudie bars. It's all pasties, bikini bottoms, and six-foot clearance from the dancer. Who the hell wants to waste their time with crap like that? It's an insult that a town like Orlando doesn't have a thriving adult entertainment industry for men to relieve their stress. No wonder we keep breaking murder records year after year. You take away the strippers, hookers and any other titillating business opportunities for people to relax, they're bound to turn to drugs. Per the Orange County Sheriff, most of the murders around here are related to drug lifestyle.

We had one shooting at a nudie bar last week. It was over an argument that started inside and spilled out into the parking lot when things got out of control. Why were people arguing? I think it's because they couldn't get a hot Russian stripper to grind a lap dance on them. Who the hell wants to talk to anyone else, much less argue, when you've got a naked girl springing your wood?

Orlando needs to rescind these stupid "morality" laws and let the strippers come back to work in Orlando. Until then, don't waste your time on nudie bars in Orlando.

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