Eve of Destruction Circa 12/2001: My Idea for SCV Liquor Laws
A few years back Ed and I were stopped right in front of Backwoods Inn by the SCV sheriffs in one of those mandatory drunk-driving checks. I was sca
There’s a rap song that I heard on the radio recently, hopefully not on my new favorite Disney station, which chants something along the line of…
A few years back Ed and I were stopped right in front of Backwoods Inn by the SCV sheriffs in one of those mandatory drunk-driving checks. I was sca
Remember my old buddy Ellen that deserted me for retirement in Washington? Before she left she gave me her e-mail address, a few jars of her mothers
I’m working on my ramblings. I mean to cut it back a little. Keeping it brief. No chance to lose your interest unless short, incoherent senten
It was an impulse to stop by Carol’s house on our walk back from the Coffee Café Sunday morning. She had left a message on my voicemail over a mo
The top left corner of my windshield was the only reminder that I didn’t, finally, have all of my “ducks in a row”. Anticipating the worse (
Recently I had the pleasure of meeting Stephanie Weiss when she spoke about her work with the ACTION Parent-Teen Support Group. I had seen this grou
It’s that time of year again where the kindness of strangers and the beauty of children sometimes, if lucky, surpass the stress of the season. I a
If I had written the first draft of this column at home (local) and not at work (definitely not local) I would have a better start today. Suffice to
A professor friend of mine, from a University in another state, recently lamented to me the undue pressure his graduate students felt in granting favo