President Obama "slow jams the news?" Is this a nakedly bold pitch for the youth vote or what?
I can hardly say this was a bolt from the blue. I mean I've always known this day would come. I've had a generous 17 years to prepare for this crossroad in my life. This should be an easy transition for all involved, right? Ok, maybe not exactly. Wow. Graduation announcements? Cap and gown? Excuse the cliché, but where has the time gone? The pace in which time flies by is alarming. And when I pause and reflect too intensely on the image of my oldest son graduating high school, it almost feels hard to breath. It's ...
The students over at the University of South Carolina are raising cain because they don't like the graduation speaker who's been chosen to deliver the commencement address later this month.
So, we have one candidate who eats dogs and another who straps them to the roof of his car like a freshly cut Christmas tree.
WASHINGTON -- It was fun. It was odd. It was just a little bit ... unseemly.
As the campaign year heats up, the politics of umbrage already is in full swing. But some offenses are worth getting outraged about more than others.
I happen to think Kershaw County is a pretty great place to be. If I didn't, I probably wouldn't be living here.
What impact did Russian squirrels have on a particular profession?
You find them in all walks of life. They might be playing outfield for the Philadelphia Phillies (Shane Victorino). Or hosting the show "Dirty Jobs" for the Discovery Channel (Mike Rowe). Or founding Wal-Mart (Sam Walton). Or even becoming president of the United States (Gerald Ford).
NEW YORK -- I think it is fair to say that the shark has been permanently displaced by the dog.
Religion is one of those topics that is fun to discuss because people are so intransigent. It's the one topic I like to go too far with because it can be so divisive, when the goal is to unite.
A class action suit filed by two black men in Nashville claims "The Bachelor" turned them away because they were not white. I think they should feel relieved. Having the right to embarrass yourself on national television doesn't mean you actually should do it.
Random thoughts on a spring afternoon:
With the search for Mitt Romney's running mate officially getting underway, an old name has resurfaced that may leave some voters with a sour stomach.
WASHINGTON -- I take a back seat to no one when it comes to loving dogs. For that matter, my dog takes a back seat to no one.
As the primary pundit at the "Harmony County Weekly Blister," I am frequently called upon to perform many tasks. So, besides winding up the cat and putting out the clock, I also write the advice to the lovelorn column entitled, "Ask the Stud Muffin."
I never played high school football. My glory days ended with the little league Lions and the gridiron of my youth is now a stand of depressingly mature pine trees across the old, worn foot bridge in Woodward Park. Like many, I now enjoy the pleasure of watching and cheering on younger generations and look forward to each new season as it plays out on our home field at Zemp Stadium. It is my opinion that we, as a community, should keep Zemp and prepare the old facility for the future.
WASHINGTON -- Lego's groundbreaking female-scientists set sold out almost immediately after it was released this month. But never fear, fans of feminist toys: A new Barbie doll, now in stock, is also shattering the plastic ceiling.
For the past couple of years, our district has designated one book for summer reading for secondary students. I've really liked this approach. It has generated a lot of enthusiasm and gotten entire families involved. This year's book, This I Believe II, is a collection of personal essays by a very diverse group of people, ranging from legendary cellist Yo-Yo Ma to author Studs Terkel. The book got me to thinking; if I was to write an essay about what I believe about education, what would I say?
Let me begin with full disclosure: I was born in Greenville and even though my family moved away when I was 5 years old, I still consider Greenville my hometown. And, as with a first love, one's hometown will always be something special. So it is with me and Greenville.
Some missing something or the other required me to prowl through closets at Mama's house. That's when I found it. I pulled it out and smiled broadly, warmed by the memories it evoked.
I am man enough to admit that I have cried more than once since the news broke that Robin Williams had died by what local officials said was suicide.
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