Your Morning Sift

Good morning.

SFDB HQ is finally up and running and ready to present your Saturday morning Sift. I just updated the Weekend Widget in the right sidebar, too. So knock yourself out and enjoy your morning Sift.

A- Swampstyle takes us on a tour of the not-so-scenic area around the old Modernage Furniture store in north Miami-Dade.

But first let's travel though and under the golden arch of the golden glades interchange up on 163 street otherwise known as that crazed rats' nest of high speed cross roads.

B- PhinPhanatic lets it fly as he takes Dolphins "fans" to task for criticizing team management for buying up tickets to lift the blackout.

If you can afford to buy game tickets, pay for parking, buy beer, and choose to sit at home because you think it’s “making a statement” then this is for you. Do us and Stephen Ross a favor and don’t turn the TV on. You are a hypocrite. You are the fan that says “I support my team” but only when they are winning. You may have the right to decline your season ticket renewals, you have the right to call it a message to the owner that you do not agree with the direction of this team, but you also give up your right to complain about the owner buying those tickets you forfeited if you park your rear-end in front of a television on Sunday’s and watch the game that otherwise would be blacked out if he didn’t.

C- It's Superbee's birthday...and he's feeling a little down. You know what to do.

We come into the world, we go out of it. Maybe we do good; maybe we do evil; maybe we do not much of anything of consequence. And not to sound defeatist or "Debbie Downer"-istically pessimistic, but none of us will be known beyond more than two generations from now. It's more probable than not that our lives - our hopes and dreams, and acquisitions and loves, and frustrations, and triumphs and failures and terrible-falls-down-stairs, and amazing-chili-that-we-make, and funny stories and awesome race-times, and all the other experiences that made us unique and made us people, and brothers and sisters and parents, and friends with other people will, essentially, be distilled down to three, maybe four pieces of information that establish that we ever existed:

Our Name, our Date of Death, our Social Security Number and...

Our Birth Date.

D- Bark Bark Woof Woof posts a video from yesterday's Value Voters Summit and his post title says it all.



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