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Today at a Glance:
Coffee With Commissioner Scott Spradley: Flagler Beach Commission Chairman Scott Spradley hosts his weekly informal town hall with coffee and doughnuts at 9 a.m. at his law office at 301 South Central Avenue, Flagler Beach. All subjects, all interested residents or non-residents welcome. The gatherings occasionally feature a special guest.
The Saturday Flagler Beach Farmers Market is scheduled for 9 a.m. to 1 p.m. today at Wickline Park, 315 South 7th Street, featuring prepared food, fruit, vegetables , handmade products and local arts from more than 30 local merchants. The market is hosted by Flagler Strong, a non-profit.
The City of Palm Coast Public Works Department hosts its Touch-a-Truck event, ‘Connecting Our World to the Future’ from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. along Park Street in Central Park featuring more than 75 vehicles from multiple agencies. Details here.
2024 Bartram Living History Fest at Alpine Groves Park: The St. Johns County Parks and Recreation Department, in coordination with the St. Johns Cultural Council, hosts the 2024 Bartram Living History Fest at Alpine Groves Park, this year commemorating the 250th anniversary of naturalist William Bartram’s historic visit to Florida. From 10 a.m. to 1 p.m., Alpine Groves Park (located at 2060 State Road 13, St. Johns) will see crafts tables, historical demonstrations, and tours of the park’s historic buildings in celebration of Florida history from the early 18th century to today.
American Association of University Women (AAUW) Monthly Meeting, 11 a.m. at Cypress Knoll Golf Club, 53 Easthampton Blvd, Palm Coast. A monthly speaker is featured. Lunch is available for $20 in cash, $21 by credit card, but must be ordered in advance. The lunch menu is available on our website. Lunch may be ordered by sending an email to: AAUWFlagler1984@gmail.com.
LGBTea Social at Flagler Tea Company, 4 to 6 p.m. at 208B South Central Avenue, Flagler Beach. All ages. Join us for an all-ages tea social during the winter-spring season on second (2nd) Saturdays each month. Flagler Tea Company offers a variety of teas, refreshers and gluten-free baked goods. We work to create spaces in our county for togetherness and unity, while often visiting local businesses that support our cause. Remember to bring payment to buy your tea and gluten-free pastries.
‘First Date,’ at St. Augustine’s Limelight Theatre, 11 Old Mission Avenue, St. Augustine. 7:30 p.m., except on Sundays, at 2 p.m. Tickets are $32.50, including fees. Book tickets here. The 2012 musical takes the audience through the first meeting of Casey and Aaron, two 30-ish New York City singles set up by friends and family. The two have nothing in common: Aaron is a conservative banker, Jewish, and looking for a meaningful relationship, while Casey is an artist and a little too funky for Wall Street. With the influences of their friends and family (played out in their imaginations) as well as the effects of social media (Google, Twitter, Facebook, and YouTube personified), this first date seems to be doomed. But with the help of a meddling but well-meaning waiter, Casey and Aaron might make a connection after all. With a contemporary rock score, FIRST DATE gleefully pokes fun at the mishaps and mistakes of blind dates and gives hope that there could be that one perfect moment.
Gamble Jam: Musicians of all ages can bring instruments and chairs and join in the jam session, 2 to 5 p.m. . Program is free with park admission! Gamble Rogers Memorial State Recreation Area at Flagler Beach, 3100 S. Oceanshore Blvd., Flagler Beach, FL. Call the Ranger Station at (386) 517-2086 for more information. The Gamble Jam is a family-friendly event that occurs every second and fourth Saturday of the month. The park hosts this acoustic jam session at one of the pavilions along the river to honor the memory of James Gamble Rogers IV, the Florida folk musician who lost his life in 1991 while trying to rescue a swimmer in the rough surf.
Grace Community Food Pantry, 245 Education Way, Bunnell, drive-thru open today from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. The food pantry is organized by Pastor Charles Silano and Grace Community Food Pantry, a Disaster Relief Agency in Flagler County. Feeding Northeast Florida helps local children and families, seniors and active and retired military members who struggle to put food on the table. Working with local grocery stores, manufacturers, and farms we rescue high-quality food that would normally be wasted and transform it into meals for those in need. The Flagler County School District provides space for much of the food pantry storage and operations. Call 386-586-2653 to help, volunteer or donate.
Notably: My memory of reading Stormy Daniels’s Full Disclosure at the same time as I read Bob Woodward’s Peril is that Full Disclosure was much, much better written (not a difficult feat when the writers are of the Bob Woodward-Thomas Friedman variety), it was more affecting than I’d expected, it was more revealing about his excremency Donald Trump’s character than most profiles (“You’re a porn star and you don’t drink?,” he’d once asked her: his depthlessness and prurience of his inquiries were, are, just like that), that it was a love story–not at all involving the excrescence of course, but her own child, and her eventual husband Glendon Crain–and that Stormy Daniels, born Stephanie Gregory (a survivor of chronic child rapes), is her own Margaret Thatcher. I have not kept up with the ongoing trial. I find anything involving Trump to be more revoltingly pornographic than most porn on the market. But the headlines alone suggest that Daniels surprised the jury and everyone else who hadn’t read her book with her smarts and forthrightness and Betty Friedanism. She’s right when she tells you almost halfway through the book, before Trump’s appearance, which she is about to write about: “Okay, so did you just skip to this chapter? Quick recap for those just joining us: my life is a lot more interesting than an encounter with Donald Trump.” The encounters with Trump are unremarkable and tawdry because of him, not her, and get tawdrier when he sends his goons to threaten her and her daughter. I wouldn’t have needed to watch her testimony to know that, based on Full Disclosure, she almost certainly nailed it, and him, with a few nails from the true cross to boot.
—P.T.
Now this: Txtng is killing language. JK!!! – John McWhorter
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May 2025
Flagler County Library Board of Trustees
Nar-Anon Family Group
Bunnell City Commission Meeting
Palm Coast City Council Workshop
Community Traffic Safety Team Meeting
St. Johns River Water Management District Meeting
Flagler County School Board Workshop: Agenda Items
Flagler Beach Library Book Club
Flagler County Planning Board Meeting
Random Acts of Insanity Standup Comedy
River to Sea Transportation Planning Organization (TPO) Bicycle/Pedestrian Advisory Committee Meeting
Separation Chat: Open Discussion
The Circle of Light A Course in Miracles Study Group
Weekly Chess Club for Teens, Ages 9-18, at the Flagler County Public Library
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When the food came, I made him cut my steak. Not because I am a kid, but because I just have a thing about meat on the bone. He thought it was funny and went out of his way to apologize for not knowing. Near the end of dinner, he checked the time and hurried over to the couch. “It’s Shark Week,” he said. He turned on the Discovery Channel and stretched his arm on the edge of the couch. “Come here, honey bunch,” he said. I inwardly groaned, but sure, let’s cuddle and talk about me getting on your show. I sat under the crook of his arm as he became entranced by the documentary Ocean of Fear: The Worst Shark Attack Ever. “Have you heard about this?” he said. “It’s horrible. Horrible.” I hadn’t, not being quite as up on sharks as I would learn he was. It’s the incredibly dark and tragic reenactment of the aftermath of the World War II ship Indianapolis sinking in July 1945. They were adrift in shark-infested waters, and the sharks were swarming because of the blood in the water from the dead and injured. Most of the sailors didn’t die in the actual sinking, but then the sharks just picked them off. Six hundred people. So, I was sitting in this beautiful bungalow, and I was watching this crazy documentary filmed with real sharks tearing at bodies. And to say this guy was riveted is an understatement. I tried bringing up the Apprentice thing between shark bites, but he kept putting me off. “Disgusting creatures,” he said. “Disgusting.” Then, to make it crazier, Hillary Clinton called. I could hear her voice through the receiver, and that accent saying “Donald.” “Hello, Hillary,” he said, briefly distracted from the sharks. He kept the movie going but started pacing around the room. She was up against Barack Obama seeking the Democratic nomination, and he had a whole conversation about the race, repeatedly mentioning “our plan.” They also discussed a family trip they wanted to take together—something involving a ski area. Who knows if Hillary was just humoring him. Even while he was on the phone with Hillary, his attention kept going back to the sharks. At one point he covered the phone to talk to me. “I hate sharks,” he said. “I’ll donate to just about anything, but the only shark charity I would donate to is one that promised to kill all the sharks.” I nodded, but thought, Well, that’s stupid, because they are part of the food chain. Obviously, they serve a purpose. When he hung up, he was effusive about Hillary. “I love her,” he said. “She is so smart.” This would be the fourth time he had donated money to her political career. Trump told me he and Hillary were great friends and that they had gone to the weddings of each other’s children. Not quite true. The Clintons attended his wedding to Melania, but maybe he didn’t want to bring her up. “A lot of people say I should run for president someday,” he said in passing, as he made his way to the couch. “They want me to run because I can afford it. Who would want to? This is way more fun.” Finally, after two hours of carnage, the sharks were done eating. And Donald was ready to make his move. He turned to look at my face appraisingly. “What?” I said. “Your nose looks like a little beak, darling.” “That’s not a compliment,” I said, kind of mad. “No, like an eagle’s.” “Also not a compliment!” I yelled. “No, no,” he said, “it’s regal.” “You really aren’t very good at this,” I said. Then he started to trace his finger on my thigh. “Oh, I can’t. I’m on my period.” Which wasn’t true. Those were the magic words, though, and he was now totally not interested in pursuing sex that night. After all, you can’t have blood in the water.
–From Stormy Daniels’s Full Disclosure (2018).
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