You might have seen the segment on TV recently that spotlighted a guy who had virtually no musical talent, then dived one day into the shallow end of a pool and suffered a severe head injury, and days later sat down at a piano and played it like a virtuoso.
Regardless of the outcome of Monday's rain delayed French Open final, the record books were destined to change.
Tobacco was an important part of life in Georgia during the thirties and forties. Every man smoked -- a pipe, cigar, or cigarette. Farmers raised tobacco as a money crop and their own use. Most women did not smoke; if they did so, they did it in private, certainly not on the street. My mother considered women who smoked to be "hussies," although she dipped snuff. I cannot remember her, in her few times of leisure, without a dip of snuff and a twig in her mouth and a spit can by her side. I certainly was not interested in becoming ...
WASHINGTON -- For the past year, we've been relentlessly reminded that Republicans didn't especially love their front-running presidential candidate.
Psychological experts are engaged in a heated debate over a curiously underappreciated issue of our times: should "narcissistic personality disorder" continue to viewed as a mental illness? Or should we concede, in my view, that mirror-kissing personalities have become not only the norm but a national passion.
"We have tried negotiation with the (Obama) administration and legislation with the Congress -- and we'll keep at it -- but there's still no fix. Time is running out."
Whenever you get a promotion, or a new, better job somewhere else -- as you take on more responsibility -- you leave something behind.
Seldom has anybody's scholarship kicked up so much controversy.
Someone I met during the end of my junior year of college really showed me the difference between having a passion and an interest. Throughout my relationship with this person, I've recognized the importance and value of having interests and fueling passions.
I never knew my father; he died when I was five months old, leaving my mother with me and my 3-year-old brother. We were not his first family. He had nine children by his first wife, eight girls and one boy -- five little graves attested to the mortality rate in earlier times. Many first wives died before their husbands, not surprising since childbirth was so dangerous and the mortality rate so high. I cannot imagine having more children -- especially since my father was 63 when I was born and my mother was 40. Back then, people just had the number ...
Being queen is a heck of a job.
It has been more than three years since the U.S. Senate last passed a budget. The last time Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid fulfilled his legal responsibility, Conan was still on NBC, Tea Parties hadn't come together, and the iPad hadn't yet been introduced.
With the start of the NFL season less than 100 days away, the proverbial clock is now ticking for every franchise hoping for success in 2012.
WASHINGTON -- To grasp the clear and present danger that the current flood of campaign cash poses to American democracy, consider the curious case of Post Office Box 72465. It demonstrates that the explosion of super PAC spending is only the second most troubling development of recent campaign cycles.
For those of you who noticed that my name wasn't popping up on the front page a lot lately ... now you know why.
Last week, I called for going after ISIL (or ISIS or IS, the Islamic State as it wants to call itself now), in full force. Admittedly, I wasn't very specific about that. Some may have thought I meant "boots on the ground," as opposed to only the air strikes the U.S. has already participated in.
When business called Tink back to Los Angeles, he decided to take the opportunity to have his annual check-up. When it ended, he called home.
Around this time of year I get the hankering to head for the hills -- the North Carolina mountains, actually -- and this year the itch is coming on pretty heavily.
Years ago, Holiday Inn had a slogan: "The best surprise is no surprise at all."
You've heard of grade inflation? Welcome to the world of degree inflation.
"No day shall erase you from the memory of time." - Virgil
It's been said, with some degree of accuracy, the newspaper business is dying. At the Chronicle-Independent we're inclined to disagree with that, at least when it comes to this paper, and I'll tell you why. Let me assure you, it's not because it's where we work and where our paychecks come from, although we do honestly appreciate it. It's because we simply are the only source our readers have for the news that really matters to them on a local, personal level.
Customers can be so demanding.
As I write these words, I'm sitting on a rustic dock overlooking a beautiful, placid pond on a coastal South Carolina island. I'm surrounded by nothing but God's creations and natural beauty.
Saturday, I watched a film adaptation of the short story, "Children on Their Birthdays" by Truman Capote, which is one of my favorite short stories. The film is pretty similar to the book with little to no alterations.
Betrothed women of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your husbands' names.
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