<i>Editor’s Note: This is part one of a two part series. </i> Well, folks, we’ve reached the summer legislative recess for the Sesame Street Democrat Congress (brought to you by the letter’s I.
Albatross are the greatest long-distance travelers on Earth. These globetrotters are the bloodhounds of the sea, miraculously making a modest living over the vast open ocean.
<i>Editor’s Note: The Quackers are three awesome ducks from the canals of Venice who are on a mission to educate the community about the dangers of global warming and the importance of practicing sustainability, all while surfing the most gnarly waves possible.
This past Fourth of July we had yet another wonderful community event, put on by a devoted group of locals led by Lori Nafshun, the Ocean Park Association’s events chair, and a horde of helpful heroines and heroes.
The zombies may have stalked Michael Jackson on camera in his music video “Thriller,” but it was the media vampires who hounded him off camera and eventually sucked him dry.
I didn’t attend the Wilshire Montana (Wilmont) Neighborhood Coalition’s annual meeting June 20 because I was volunteering at the Juneteenth celebration in Virginia Park.
Whenever I write a column about guns, I get at least a few responses from people who don’t call me names, who use proper grammar, and present their arguments in a reasonable manner.
What a week it was. Monday, Bernie Madoff was sentenced to 150 years, meaning he could get out of jail when he turns 221. His wife, Ruth, forfeited all but $2.
In “The Art of War,” Chinese philosopher Sun Tzu states that “the opportunity of defeating the enemy is provided by the enemy himself.” Watching Congressional Republicans’ response to President Obama to date, I am left to wonder “when did the GOP become so generous?” I image at the initial GOP strat
Almost three years after my wedding, I’ve been worrying lately if I really have what it takes to be a decent wife. I recently stumbled across a list, “How to be June Cleaver,” and if it’s even remotely accurate, I’m afraid my poor husband Rick might be doomed.
Michael Jackson once made me the most popular sixth grader at Weston Middle School. In 1983, I used a futuristic device known as a VCR to record “Motown 25: Yesterday, Today, Forever” and brought the tape into school.
Let me get this straight, the Obama administration extended an open-handed, Fourth of July invitation to the Iranian thugocracy for a weenie roast (without pre-conditions of course) while Iranian security forces had their hands clenched in an authoritarian choke hold around the necks of their own pe
