Last week I demonstrated in my illiberal “Star Trek” movie review that only conservatives exist as the movers, shakers and rocket ship makers of the future.
I’m an outstanding uncle. From my recent-college-graduate niece (I’m so proud of you, Nyomi!) to the 2-year-old nephew just learning the basics — and the 10 in between — I’ve had decades of practice being a stand-in for this occasionally dirty dozen.
The mercurial ground-dwelling roadrunner of the arid southwest U.S. is inquisitive, quarrelsome, funny, serious, playful, caring and — above all — fearless.
This past weekend hundreds of people celebrated Juneteenth at Virginia Avenue Park, which is a commemoration of the June 19, 1865 arrival of Union soldiers in Galveston, Texas to enforce the Emancipation Proclamation that became effective Jan.
Previously, I wrote about the development agreement for a new Downtown hotel that was before the Planning Commission on Wednesday, June 10. The agreement requested by developer Maxser & Co.
Children are in greater physical, psychological, emotional and spiritual danger now than at any other time during the life of this nation — and the threat is coming from a multi-billion dollar industry that is using the latest advances in psychology, anthropology, and neuroscience to transform child
It’s been over a month since President Obama and Vice President Biden snuck out from the White House to have some burgers for lunch. However, we haven’t heard the last word about this controversial act.
I am quite happy to write this column from the vantage point of some distance from the pain of my own father’s death and the time I was alone, separated, and then divorced, and raising my boys 24/7.
Sunday is Father’s Day (meaning there’s still time to get a tie he’ll never wear). It’s also the final day of the U.S. Open Golf Tournament. My late father loved golf so much that we kids could get away with lame gifts such as golf balls, or even tees.
In the aftermath of one of the angriest voter rebukes of government in modern California history, the bi-partisan shellshock that remains on display in Sacramento does not auger well for the state’s ability to pull out of its fiscal death spiral.
Suck it, PETA. Seriously. With the summer grilling season under way, I’ve happily been all about meat. There’s something so innate about chewing on a flawlessly sauced rib or a well-seasoned piece of chicken that’s been charred to perfection on the backyard grill.
This is part one of a two part series. Warning: This article may contain scene spoilers. I avidly awaited the latest cinematic offerings of the new “Star Trek” and “Terminator” mythologies.
