Brace yourself folks, Christmas is around the corner. I know because this Sunday, Hallmark Hall of Fame presents the first of the slew of the holiday TV movies we can expect this season.
Lately as I drive and listen to the radio I hear more and more commercials about businesses reducing prices on items they are selling. One commercial that sticks out in my mind is regarding a local grocer, which has reduced prices as much as 20 percent on food items.
By a stroke of luck, I have the delicious honor of writing the column that precedes Thanksgiving. So please allow me to introduce the first annual Golden Gobbler Award for 2009.
By the time I was 10, I had seen enough “60 Minutes” segments on the dangers of tobacco — and the lengths that R.J. Reynolds and Philip Morris would go to in order to hide that danger from the general public — to take a principled stand against cigarettes.
As we are preparing for this Thursday’s gastronomic extravaganza, I want to take a moment to share my thoughts on what Thanksgiving is for, and to give thanks for the many gifts that I have.
Nineteenth century author, naturalist and founder of the Sierra Club, John Muir, called the giant Sequoia “the noblest of a noble race” for many worthy reasons.
There’s a whole lot of new development on the horizon. The City Council will review and comment on the revised Land Use and Circulation Element tomorrow night.
Santa Monica is compact, densely populated and dotted with 12 schools. Roughly, there’s 9,000 students. All but a small number of those kids get driven to school every day.
When it comes to our jobs, we are all replaceable. The current recession has certainly brought this home to many people. There’s always somebody who is younger, smarter, or closer to the boss’ cousin waiting to step in and take somebody’s job.
Dear Rachel, My boyfriend and I had an unspoken agreement when we started dating that we would be getting married soon. It’s now been four years and we’re not even engaged.
Damon Duvall looks like a middle-aged surfer as he stands in front of the Santa Monica Courthouse leaning against a large, green sign, “A Father Has A Rite [sic] to Parent.
Most parents resign themselves to the fact that they will eventually square off with their kids about something of critical importance to one or both of them.
