But without a doubt, the most exciting happening of all -- one befitting Tar Heel-blue streamers and a statewide barbecue with enough vinegar to throw off heaven's pH -- is the mass convergence of the specters of finance, revenue and balance sheets.
It's a friggin' budget.
A state budget -- you know, the document that dictates why Elizabeth City State University doesn't get a pharmacy school or why the state is cutting 24 positions from the chaplain program in the Department of Corrections.
Still, the collective sigh of relief from the electorate might be enough to vary weather conditions in the Atlantic for the remainder of the hurricane season.
Hold up now, folks -- this budget has an $800 million hole, so let's suspend that breath. That $800 million chasm exists because this year's $14.3 billion plan uses that much money in the form of nonrecurring revenue.
And we're already a projected $1.5 billion in the red for next year.
So now aren't you happy you re-elected Ellie Kinnaird to the Senate? After all, she spat in the face of partisanship and voted against the budget.
Big deal. A month ago people might have cared. Now she just comes off as the woman with typically Ellie ideals -- poorly timed and holier-than-thou ones -- and 119 votes.
But lately all we seem to have around here is debate, and not good debate. Everyone is talking, maybe listening and drowning in the inflexibility of everyone else.