For those who follow my column I feel the need to lead this week's submission with an apology.
"If you don't like the weather, try waiting five minutes" is what they say in England.
Valentine's Day is just a few days away, so I thought I'd offer a little advice to the many men out there who struggle with ideas for what to do for their wife or girlfriend on this special day.
Kind of a strange thing happened the other day - there was this bright thing, an orb-shaped object, in the sky. It emanated a little warmth and I thought it looked familiar … oh, yes! The sun.
I've never given my mother enough credit for raising four children, three of those being strong, willful and independent daughters.
The other day my coworker made a phone call from work and got a busy signal on the other end of the line. She gave the receiver a strange look and then hung up.
As parents we love our children … unconditionally. Yet, as my stepfather has pointed out - we always love our children, but we do not always have to like them.
So the calendar has turned, 2010 has given way to 2011 and time marches inexorably onward. But what a fantastic finish to the year.
Light streaming from an open church door across the snow, a priest in full vestments standing at the door to shake hands with his parishioners as they muffled their faces against the winter cold and headed for their cars, their breath steaming in the frigid air and snow crunching underfoot.
So, I have a confession.
Right about now if you haven't finished your Christmas shopping you're a card-carrying member of the Last Minute Club - of which I'm the president.
Everywhere I turn lately, I realize that many people around me are sick. I'm talking about the germ-laden kind. This is, in part, due to me.
Stop me if you have heard this before. I love my job.
My ninth book is hitting the shelves in December. I was recently nominated for best Silhouette Romantic Suspense for 2010 by Romantic Times magazine for my first romantic suspense, To Catch A Killer, and I've just finished writing my 13th book (which will come out in 2011). My publisher seems to really like my work and in a difficult business, I'm doing a good job of carving a name for myself. I have my first true speaking engagement (I'm being paid!) in February where a group of people will gather to listen to what I have to ...
As I look over the last 50-plus years of my life, I am grateful I was born into the male gender of the human race. I'll gladly accept the daily chore of shaving or grooming facial hair over the responsibility of childbirth, I can take my shirt off at the beach without worry of arrest or gawking, and there are rarely, if ever, lines for the bathroom in public venues. In fact, depending on the setting and crowd, all that may be needed for a guy like me is thick brush, a wooded area, or shaded wall.
I've been covering Oakdale government and crime regularly now for nearly three years and in that time I can honestly say I've seen a serious concerted effort by elected officials and city staff to save the city money, making cuts where available, and directing resources for maximum efficiency.
Dreams do come true. Four simple words, with such big meaning.
15-7=8 Or is it 15-5=10 and then 10-2=8?
Technology is tremendous.
True West is a play written by Sam Shepard, and it is currently running at Center Stage Conservatory, a small, intimate theatre located in the lower level studio of the Modesto City Center at 948 11th Street, or on the corner of J and 11th Street. True West will be running until the 28th of September, performances are on Fridays and Saturdays at 8 p.m. and Sundays at 2 p.m. True West tells a story of brothers and role reversal. This production was in a very intimate small basement theater, as such the audience really felt the intensity ...
Although technology has made several advancements, why does it seem as if some people have left their intelligence behind? I am sure that we have all discussed the changes that technology has made in our lives. Are we really at a point where we no longer think for ourselves and let machines do the thinking for us?
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