I love walking around Costco to see how much of a specific product a company can package and sell. Why get a pack of four paper towels when you can get a 12 pack? The list goes on and on, but the one commonality throughout the store is simple — buying in bulk saves you money.
Editor’s Note: This is the conclusion of a three part series that became a four part series because the writer just can’t get enough. A recent New York Times editorial by U.
Despite the fact that I applied for the vacant City Council seat appointed last Tuesday, I didn’t expect to get it. But I didn’t expect it to be a scam either.
In 1994, “Straight from the Heart: A Love Story” was published. Written by two male bodybuilders who had fallen in love, the book chronicled their relationship.
Q: When do I have to renew my boat registration? A: You must renew your boat registration by Dec. 31 of every odd-numbered year (i.e., 2003, 2005, etc.
<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.
As predicted here three weeks ago, Gleam Davis was picked to replace the late Herb Katz on the City Council last Tuesday. She’s a co-chair of the powerful Santa Monicans for Renters’ Rights organization.
Out of all of the people who work for private universities in the United States, who is the highest paid individual? A physicist at Harvard? An economist at Stanford? Nope.
Each week in these columns I try to add a bit of humor. (The operative word being “try.”) When I’m struggling, occasionally I’ll analyze just what makes something funny.
I knew it. I just knew it. Last year, when I saw “The Duchess,” I said to my husband, “This is gonna’ win best costumes. Watch.” How could it not? John Harkness, author of “The Academy Awards Handbook” explains (in seven registered trade marked pages) how to win your office Oscar pool.
The Republicans recent political posturing over President Obama’s stimulus package and the California budget reminded me of the 1980s pop hit “Sunglasses at Night” about a man who retreats to darkness rather than deal with harsh realities.
I am most assuredly not illiterate. But last week when a dear friend implored me to read a book so I wouldn’t make either one of us look like a buffoon when she introduced me to its author, I reacted as if she asked me to go to Buffalo Bill’s for a dinner party, and would I mind bringing a tiny whit
