NEW YORK -- This is doubtless heretical, but I'll say it anyway: I can wait to find out who the Republican presidential candidates will be.
Where does one draw the line between living a life that makes one happy and being a "good" person?
"You are holding a first-class newspaper in your hand."
Everyone supports physical fitness, it appears, until first lady Michelle Obama calls for it.
I've quite decided that I'm going to become one of those life coach guru types. They're making a killing these days. Surely I can swindle, uh, coach my way to fame and fortune.
Ever heard of the Solyndra solar-cell plant in Fremont, Calif.? Most people haven't. That's a shame, considering how much taxpayer money has been poured into it.
WASHINGTON -- For a man who won office talking about change we can believe in, Barack Obama can be a strangely passive president. There are a startling number of occasions in which the president has been missing in action -- unwilling, reluctant or late to weigh in on the issue of the moment. He is, too often, more reactive than inspirational, more cautious than forceful.
If Hollywood depended on people like me, the movie industry would be busted flatter than Bernie Madoff's investor friends.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. After Chicago Mayor Richard M. Daley announced he would not run for reelection after almost 22 years in office, the Rev. Jesse Jackson and other prominent black leaders saw a golden opportunity.
I'm a journalist, which, by definition, means that I hate math.
Lately and more than once, that irritating detail known as "time" has saturated my mind in an especially tense and poignant manner. Tick –tock. Tick-tock. Shut off that annoying sound. Can time be disguised as sound? It can be for some. Perhaps it's the sound of an alarm clock at first light; or the sound of a bell when the school day is complete; or the sound of a buzzer when the game is over; or the sound of a flat line at the end of a life. Time can relate to sound, whether it's the sound we ...
One of the many priceless moments in the 1990 film "Kindergarten Cop" takes place when Detective John Kimble, played by Arnold Schwarzenegger, tries to explain why he is a kindergarten teacher. To a teacher colleague, who is unaware he has entered the school in an undercover role, he explains, "I got tired of teaching teenagers because by the time they came to me I felt there wasn't much I could do with them. I realized that the real action is in kindergarten."
WASHINGTON -- Mike Huckabee made a great argument for gay marriage.
Music makes the world go 'round. A world without music is a world in which I wouldn't want to live.
If anything is clear in the labor clash that has brought Wisconsin government to a screeching halt it is how neither side has been all that clear about what the fight really is about.
Hey, y'all! I am Jim McGowan. I am the most recent addition to the award-winning staff of the Chronicle-Independent. I can only hope to live up to their high standards. It will not be easy. I will be the Localife editor and cover the education beat.
A federal nutrition program that places new restrictions on snacks and beverages sold in schools also provides an opportunity for some fresh thinking about school fundraisers.
I remember once I was giving a presentation about important conservation properties in the Piedmont. I showed photos of the incredible rock formations on a particular property and happened to mention their age in an effort to describe their grandeur. Afterwards, I was confronted by an indignant man who told me that the age of rocks cannot be known. He accused me of making those figures up out of thin air. Surprised by his vociferous tone, I told him I was sorry to have upset him. While not a confrontational person, I am a teacher, and I began to politely ...
WASHINGTON -- "Checked the tax code," wrote a friend who's engaged to a woman from a low-tax country. "Unfortunately, marrying [my fiancee] does not entitle me to a tax inversion like the big U.S. companies are getting. Thanks for nothing, IRS."
Their histories, accurate and complete, are lost to time and buried with them and those who knew them. I wish I knew more for their stories would read like a page-turning novel.
OK, OK, yes I'm talking Star Trek again, but hang on, this is really more about newspapers than Star Trek. All right, maybe 50-50.
In 1964, the World's Fair was in New York City. I was 6 years old and went with my parents and older sister to the fair. New York City seemed like a different world to a little boy from Dexter, Mo., but it was all good. We rode on subway trains, we had cheeseburgers in a diner where the staff had funny accents and rode the Staten Island Ferry and saw the Statue of Liberty. I saw a billboard that had the Marlboro man blowing smoke out of his mouth. We were living it up.
In the quest to answer the many questions I receive about trees, see below for part three in the continuing series.
If you have a serious case of wanderlust -- an insatiable desire to see new places and experience unique customs -- then you'll probably envy Alisa Johnson of Seattle, Wash.
Is it hypocritical for a really, really rich person to object to rising inequality?
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