Welcome to Wednesday, October 21, 2015. It's a date arbitrarily picked to be a time-travel destination in a woefully overrated 1989 sequel to a classic 1985 movie. There will be a lot of discussion about this online today, and the level of your caring about it might just determine the entire future of our relationship, OK? Just bear it in mind.

Charlie Crist, a friendly human being who occasionally resembles an orange creamsicle, announced his candidacy for Florida's likely-soon-to-be-a-Democratic-shoo-in 13th Congressional District. Crist obviously thinks he's in the right place, time, and party to finally garner another political win — and if not, how awesome and hilarious and New Millennium self-aware would it be if he left politics to design a line of flip-flops? Super-awesome, that's how awesome.

Former Virginia Senator and stranger to us all Jim Webb dropped his bid for the Democratic presidential candidacy. "Grumplesnuzzwhazzat?" rumbled America, half-waking; "Nothing, never mind, it's not the least bit important, go back to sleep," replied the universe.

A two-car fire on the northbound span of the Howard Frankland Bridge stymied traffic in both directions throughout rush hour and beyond. Why both directions? Because people are shameless, inconsiderate, rubbernecking ghouls, that's why. Ugh. "Visual delays" are gross.

And finally, the Rocky Point hotel property that includes bar/nightclub/venue Hogan's Beach has been sold in the midst of a time of retooling/rebranding/de-Hoganing for the nightstpot. "Yeah, we're thinking of calling it literally anything else," said one canny spokesperson who needs a raise.

This article appears in Oct 15-21, 2015.