As anyone who has ever lived in a high rise apartment can attest, it’s very different than living in a home or even a small apartment building. As my late mother used to say about everything in life, “It has its plusses and its minuses.
On Oct. 31, the world’s population is projected to reach 7 billion. The 7 billionth person will be born into a world that is very different from when the United Nations was founded in 1945, when our numbers were only about a third of what they are today.
Dear New Shrink, My son is currently a sophomore in college and although he is not sure about his career plans, he believes he has talked a lot about working in business.
Halloween is almost here and like a hoard of ravenous zombies, the politicians, the bureaucrats and government employee union bosses shamble along groaning “more, more” — more taxpayer dollars, that is.
I’m pretty sure what my family is doing is not unique, but it certainly is unusual. My daughter Nicole graduated from Santa Monica High School in June, and July 11 we were airborne for Düsseldorf, Germany, the first step in the realization of a dream four years in the making: to travel as a family f
Halloween is just one week away, which is like a green light on the holiday rush. Four weeks later and we’re in the Thanksgiving madness, then four-and-a-half weeks to Christmas and Kwanzaa, New Year’s Eve and then it starts all over again.
My Oct. 10 column about keeping the debate on the future of Santa Monica Airport civil (“Flying high and nasty,” My Write) generated some lively discussion.
Q: Halloween is right around the corner and I would like some safety tips for myself, and to share with other parents who have kids that also go trick-or-treating.
Last Sunday was witness to a unique parade on Main Street that may wind up in the Guinness Book of World Records. The event might have represented the largest assemblage in world history of freeway capable electric cars (188) on a public road at any one time.
Between the debt-ceiling kerfuffle and Hurricane Irene, you may have missed two bits of summertime news that will be important for what we drive in the coming years.
It’s scary season again, and not because of the little monsters who will appear at our doors on Halloween. It’s those property tax bills that are showing up in mail boxes across the state.
Dear New Shrink, I have two brothers. The oldest is 40 years old, gay and married. He asked my mom, her husband and me to join them in Palm Springs for two nights.
