Lest you think I forgot, or went back on my word from last week . . . the following are bullet points on why Public Noitces should be run in newspapers, versus running them strictly on websites run by local governments. That is sorta like having the fox guard the hen house, all for the […]
Don’t slug me. I’m gonna? say something that will make some of your heads turn unhealthy hues. Take a deep breath . . . let it out . . . relax, breathe and . . . ‘Every problem is really an opportunity waiting to be taken advantage of.? No, I am not my evil twin […]
Don’t slug me. I’m gonna? say something that will make some of your heads turn unhealthy hues. Take a deep breath . . . let it out . . . relax, breathe… ‘Every problem is really an opportunity waiting to be taken advantage of.? No, I am not my evil twin brother, Ronny Kumbaya Sunshine […]
There’s a road that leads to happiness, I know we can find it. Although it’s full of hills an? spills, darling, we won’t mind it. I’ve got you, You’ve got me who cares how rough the road might be, We’ll go bumpty-bumpty bumpty-bump on the bumpy road to love. — Judy Garland * * * […]
A United States Marine, Sgt. Ashleigh Bryant has ‘picked them up and laid them down? all over the globe, however one of the most important walks she plans takes place this July, in Boston. In honor of her aunt and cancer survivor Lora Bryant of Clarkston, Ashleigh has signed on to walk 60 miles in […]
I guess there’s a certain moment in every American’s life when he or she knows he or she is getting older. There comes a point in time when all the pretending in the world won’t keep you hip, or cool, or of the younger-generation. It has nothing to do with gray hair. Little to do […]
I guess there’s a certain moment in every American’s life when he or she knows he or she is getting older. There comes a point in time when all the pretending in the world won’t keep you hip, or cool, or of the younger-generation. It has nothing to do with gray hair. Little to do […]
Not too long ago I wrote of the schizophrenic feline that prowls the dark and dreary dwelling, commonly known as Casa de Rush. That cat is Thomas and I don’t think he’s right in the head. I’ve written on the carnage of his youth. How, as a relatively young kitty, one night, as darkness fell, […]
I wanted to get this out as early as possible . . . it’s not really written in the “Don’t Rush Me Don” style you all know and love . . . it’s actually a story that will come out in next week’s paper. But, I think you’ll all enjoy it regardless of the style […]
When I first heard it, I was confused. Of course I had been sleeping so that explained it. It’s kinda freaky to be wakened in the wee hours of the morning — somewhere between the beginning of Rapid Eye Movement and dawn — by strange sounds emanating from the hallway. I guess if I have […]