Another SEWAGE Disaster in Fort Lauderdale 🤬🚽#waterquality #sewage #saturdayvibes youtube.com/shorts/JpLR5V2kw…

Las Olas waterway advisory. Always

Seaweed cleanup underway in Fort Lauderdale Fort Lauderdale SEAWEED Cleanup Underway 🚜🏝️ #beachcleanup #beachvibes #shortvideo youtube.com/shorts/fLX8Ckrp7…

John Rodstrom campaigns for Fort Lauderdale District 1 City Commission.

Agree with you about @glassman4ftl , I live in Ben's District, he's the lesser of the two evils, but a vote for him is still choosing evil. Our Cities only hope for Mayor is @babsftl73 aka BARBRA STERN!;; NOT MUCH DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BEN & STEVE!!!

Watch the full video to see this monster Snook You Have To HEAR This SNOOK STRIKE 🎧🎣 #fishingvideo #snookfishing #shortsfeed youtube.com/shorts/ifY4jXAQT…

Getting big jacks fired up by chumming with hot dogs… Wait what? 🌭🎣

Look at how Fort Lauderdale enforces 4am liquor cutoff down town on 2nd Street. Is this necessary? What kind of policy is this? It’s 4am. That’s their law.

There was nothing quite like those summer evenings sitting on a lake bank with a fishing pole in one hand and an old transistor AM radio beside you. Before smartphones, Bluetooth speakers, and streaming apps, that little radio was your connection to the world. You’d hear the crackle of static, slowly turn the tuning dial, and suddenly the voice of a baseball announcer would come in clear as day from hundreds of miles away. Back then, AM radio ruled the night. When the sun went down, those radio waves seemed to travel forever. You could pick up stations from Chicago, St. Louis, Cincinnati, New York, and sometimes even farther if the weather was right. Kids today will never know the patience it took to carefully tune a station between the static just to catch the seventh inning of a ballgame. There was something peaceful about hearing the crowd roar through that tiny speaker while watching your fishing line ripple across calm water. The announcers painted every pitch with words so vivid you could picture the whole stadium in your mind without ever seeing a screen. It wasn’t just baseball—it was companionship out there on the shore bank. A tackle box, a can of worms, a folding chair, and a transistor radio were all you needed for a perfect evening. No notifications. No distractions. Just fishing, baseball, and the sound of summer. Funny how the simplest moments from years ago still feel richer than most things today.

Dean is taking this very personally.

Ryan trip day 2. Some early carburetor issues but ended up having a great afternoon.

It gets nuts down at the ramp

The Fort Lauderdale Water Taxi is a nuisance and worse a danger at times

TaskForce For Ending Homelessness CEO not a fan of Fort Lauderdale City Manager Rickelle Williams. Claims under her leadership, “our experience has been one of division, disengagement and obstruction.”

Another Great night at the River Oaks Republic Civic Association Meeting!!!!

WTF?

“iTs JuSt A wAtEr mAiN bReAk…”

Mean jokes are trickling out from reputable sources on what Glassman said at the Chamber of Commerce luncheon. When he called the Rodstrom family losers. The room gasped. He couldn’t read the reaction and called Herbst and Moraitis quitters. Stay tuned.

At the very same time yesterday. 3pm. City workers scramble to repair a broken water main for the 5th time in three years at the exact intersection of Cordova and 15st. That district commissioner was bragging about water way improvements.

Yesterday Las Olas and 9th avenue