So I’m sorting through my mail the other day, looking everywhere for my latest People Magazine so I can find out if Demi married that young guy with all the hair, when all of the sudden I run across a ...
If I’d still been in high school, I might have been sent to the corner last week. You don’t tell a teacher what to do. Not if you want to graduate, or stay out of the principal’s office, you don’t.
Folks in Ackerman, Mississippi, make an average of $21,000 a year, half the state average. But from the looks of the black and white photos (color is way overrated) pasted on the pages of the 2008 ...
As the Grass Valley/Nevada County chamber’s new board chairman and publisher of this newspaper, I have a vested interest in seeing our community of mostly small businesses succeed. I’m not alone.
Since the governor doesn’t really need to go through the Legislature in order to raise taxes, why don’t we just get rid of the Legislature and save some money? That’s right. Thanks to California’s ...
Since the governor is now threatening to make our children walk backward and barefoot to and from school unless we vote to increase taxes, it’s time to take another look at consolidating the two bus ...
Doesn’t seem too long ago that some were complaining that the lights from Matt and Tom Weaver’s new auto dealership were interfering with their ability to see the stars. That shouldn’t be a problem ...
I stayed home on Black Friday. Not because my “Consumer Confidence” was in the dumps, mind you. I’ve actually been quite confident lately. It’s just that it was sunny out and I wanted to take my dog ...
There are three stages of man: He believes in Santa Claus; he does not believe in Santa Claus; he is Santa Claus. A fellow named Bob Phillips wrote that, and I was reminded of those words on Sunday ...
Every once in awhile I like to shoot my guns. There is a right way and a wrong way to handle and shoot guns and I prefer to do it the right way, since doing it the wrong way can kill me, or someone ...
The term “drought” conjures up visions of dry, hard-caked African creekbeds, lined with skinny lions and elephants elbowing for one single slurp. So forgive me if I had to scratch what little hair I ...