Sometimes it pays to spend 10 years in detention. Not that a person would ever want that to happen, but if it did - could you put the time to good use?
Sometimes those of us who are city-dwellers can take for granted the little conveniences that are inherent to living in town. Although I still remember the hardships of getting a pizza delivered to the extremely rural farmhouse I lived in as a teen - I had to walk a half mile to the end of the gravel road my house stood on to meet the delivery guy - it's been awhile since I've lived in the country.
Just when the reports of armed robbery and animal cruelty made me want to throw up my hands at my fellow man, my faith in humanity was restored. This transformation of belief occurred during a simple Sunday afternoon walk.
As we rapidly approach the June 8 Statewide Direct Primary Election, I'd like to take this opportunity to remind you of one simple fact: Here in California, it doesn't matter who you vote for.
Beelzebub is roaming the streets of Turlock.
I remember very clearly the first time I discovered that it's all too easy to skate around the rules to get what you want. My third grade teacher, Mrs. Mills, had assigned the class 20 math problems to do as homework.
I've heard it said that it takes a big man to admit that he's wrong.
While zoning out in front of the boob tube the other day, I heard a phrase uttered in a commercial that immediately woke me out of my vegetative state and started me thinking. I can't remember the exact wording, but it was something along the lines of "How will we remember the Great Recession?" I'm sure I have heard the economic troubles our country is facing today called the Great Recession in the past, but it never really registered until now.
Midwesterners don't all know they live in a region where earthquakes can strike, but they got a small reminder of that simple fact earlier this month when a 3.8 Richter scale trembler struck in northern Illinois. Let's hope we can learn more from the event than just what the passing headlines might lead us to think about - because the center of our country is woefully under-prepared for what will come in terms of later, much larger quakes.
As a red-blooded American, I have to say that I absolutely love the Olympics. There are few things in life better than watching America's finest crush our national enemies, to see them driven before us, and to hear the lamentation of their women.
Thomas Wolfe had it right; you can't go home again.
"Wow, what a game on Sunday, am I right? That Drew Brees, he, uh, he looked good out there! And Peyton's interception, when he threw that ball to that guy in white and gold! He'll never get into the Hall of Fame now!"
I don't get it.
This winter opened with bitter cold for much of the nation - including parts of the country not used to snow and ice. Here in the northern tier states we are, at least, equipped to respond to winter storms, but they always pose a challenge.
Ask anyone on the street what they believe is California's top problem and most will tell you it is unemployment. The state's economy is so bad that most people worry about their job, are out of work themselves or know someone who is.
Look up in the sky. It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's...
Getting in the room to see the doctor is the hardest part. That is what I hear most often from the tens of thousands of Central Valley veterans. Long wait times for appointments and lengthy commutes prevent them from accessing the care that they have earned through their service. In Turlock, a veteran looking for specialty care faces a 90 mile journey to the nearest full service Veterans Affairs Medical Center in Palo Alto. This trip is especially difficult for elderly veterans or those with limited financial resources.
The older I get the more I think about what I will leave behind when my days here on Earth are done.
Two thirds of the world is worried about staying alive.
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