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Whatever happened to bowling? When I was a teen there were four cool/fun places to go on a date – a high school football or basketball game, a movie, a dance, or bowling.
For most Americans, Super Bowl Sunday elicits one response, boundless joy. The arrival of a day we've looked forward to for a whole year. What could be better?
Whatever happened to bowling? When I was a teen there were four cool/fun places to go on a date – a high school football or basketball game, a movie, a dance, or bowling.
For the last three weeks my whole world has been the inside of a courtroom, the Circuit Court of Highlands County. I was impaneled on a jury for a wrongful death case brought by the surviving husband of a woman who died of lung cancer. She had spent a lifetime smoking cigarettes.
The start of a new year is always a bit of a downer for me. I'm not sure why, but I think it's at least partially because it comes so close on the heels of Christmas, when I'm just too busy and too pooped to care.
I don't understand the recent nationwide push to dump the name Christmas. It is the name of this holiday – has been for almost 2,000 years.
Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. I love Christmas, too, but it is more of a season than a day, plus it has a lot of baggage in the form of gifts to buy and decorations to put up and take down, etc.
Don't look now, but I think the U.S. is experiencing an epidemic. The culprit is some sort of virus that infects the minds of perfectly sane Americans, rendering them morally brain dead. I thought the recent preoccupation with zombies was just a Halloween thing, but apparently not. It's actually an insidious disease, Greed Gangrene, and it's spreading rapidly.
Are you, like most folks, up an hour early today because you forgot what day this is? Yes, it’s here again. The day we all turn our clocks back one hour. In other words, the first day of the twice-annual Sleepless in Sebring syndrome we all suffer through, thanks to Daylight Saving Time.
Good morning!
All too often, we get what we don't deserve. We do someone a favor or simply do the right thing, and it turns out costing us money, or pain, or embarrassment — what we don't deserve.
I love words and all the myriad ways they can be strung together to create meaning, so occasionally I'm asked to explain some of the more subtle figures of speech, such as metaphors and idioms. I thoroughly enjoy these conversations ... usually.
My two favorite treats are chocolate and coffee, especially when combined in a frothy café mocha.
Have you ever thought about all the things we hear people say that actually make no sense? Many are timeworn expressions as familiar as your own name.
We all remember where we were when we heard about it. We all remember watching in horror, gathered around televisions in offices, stores, schools and wherever else we could crowd in.
The younger of my two daughters married yesterday. It was an exercise in letting go and a high point of both pride and pain.
Tomorrow is August 1, the beginning of the dog days of summer.
Recently, I received an email that listed 45 Life Lessons written by Regina Brett, columnist for the Cleveland Plain Dealer. I enjoyed reading her list and agreed with most of it.
We just returned from a trip through eight states and back. It wasn't a vacation exactly. It was a trip to visit family in Alabama and Michigan. We thoroughly enjoyed it, including the drive.
In our fast-paced modern world, we encounter an abundance of things we don't necessarily like but have to endure. Usually they are things beyond our control like love bugs, slow checkout lines and chatty coworkers. And we've all learned some coping skills that allow us to ignore or blow off the frustration these annoying things engender.
Some people have observed that when you reach the age where you finally understand life, you're too old to enjoy it.
There is an old African proverb that says, "Before you marry keep both eyes open; after you marry keep one eye closed." So ...
The last week has been an exercise in theater of the ridiculous. Unfortunately, it's all too true and the whole world is the stage.
As I sat down to write this column, I glanced at the calendar and noticed it was Friday the 13th. Since I've never been superstitious, I wasn't frightened, just curious as to why some people get so freaked out about it. So I decided to do some research. Here's what I learned.
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