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  • Beat the Heat

    Beat the Heat

    Florida Is Hotter Than a Two Dollar Bill in a Bonfire

    Down here in the Florida swamp, it’s so hot the mosquitoes are sweatin’ and the squirrels are settin’ up lemonade stands. Even the gators are fightin’ over shady spots like old men at a Waffle House.

    Now I ain’t no meteorologist, but I know when the Spanish moss is too tired to sway and Skeeter Ray’s wearin’ nothin’ but a wet bandana and hope — it’s too dang hot.

    If you’re dumb enough to wander out into the Florida wild this time of year without proper gear, don’t come cryin’ to me when you melt into your own flip flops. But I ain’t heartless — I’ll help you out with some tried and tested cool-down contraptions. And yes, I make a little commission if you buy ‘em. Gotta pay for bug spray somehow.

    • 🥵 Want to survive the heat like a civilized swamp creature? This cooling towel is colder than your ex’s heart and twice as useful.
    • 🌬️ Don’t laugh till you try it — this rechargeable neck fan makes you look like a tourist at Epcot but feel like you’re in the produce aisle at Publix.
    • 💦 This here misting water bottle ain’t just for show — it’ll turn your armpits into happy places.
    • 🦟 And for the love of all that’s itchy — bring some heavy-duty bug spray . Without it, you’ll be donating blood to every no-see-um in three counties.

    I ain’t tryin’ to become a fashion icon here. But if survival and lookin’ half decent in your Facebook photos matters, toss a few of these in your cooler next to the gas station boiled peanuts.

    Disclosure: I’m an Amazon Associate. That means I earn a few cents if you buy from these links — but don’t worry, I’ll only spend it on bait, beer, and more bug spray.

  • “What in Tarnation Is This Site About Anyway?”

    “What in Tarnation Is This Site About Anyway?”

    You ever wonder why a reclusive Florida Skunk Ape would start a website?

    Truth is, I got tired of watchin’ city folk flounder through the swamp like they were huntin’ Pokémon with a broken GPS. One guy even tried to cook ramen on a Coleman lantern — bless his heart.

    I’ve spent decades keepin’ my distance. After some rednecks spotted me back in the ‘70s, the whole world showed up stompin’ through my woods with cameras, trail mix, and no sense of direction. I learned quick how to walk backwards in my own footprints and stash my hammock where the skeeters won’t rat me out.

    These days, me and the kinfolk just meet up during a full moon to thump trees, holler at the sky, swap possum recipes, and maybe start a campfire with some old NASCAR programs.

    So I figured… why not share what I know?

    This site’s my way of passin’ down swamp wisdom, tellin’ tall tales, and showin’ off a few artistic renderings of the creatures and chaos I’ve encountered along the way.

    Welcome to the Florida Backwoods. Bring bug spray and a sense of humor.

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