Do signs really change anyone’s mind?
Folks who aren’t from the South invariably aren’t familiar with grits. When they come for a visit, they often twist their eyebrows into a John Belushi-type look after they spot them on their breakfast plate.
When I was a kid, things didn’t break as often as they do now. If you bought something at Sears Lawn and Garden, you needed to run over it with an 18-wheeler to render it nonfunctional.
When you’re stuck in your house for weeks on end, there’s an undeniable temptation to eat more. It creeps up on you at first, but soon the cravings hit you like a high school girlfriend who caught you looking at a cheerleader.
How is it that we’ve managed to cram virtually every necessity we need into one single cell phone but I still have seven TV remotes on the table next to my chair?
When I still lived at home with my parents I went to see my grandparents often. After I moved away from my hometown I made it a point to call my grandparents at least weekly.
The Old Farmer’s Almanac said it was time for me to plant my potatoes and corn. But the weather forecast called for a gully washer. That’s a fancy weather term for a lot of rain.
I was never any good at football. I played because my dad had been a football star in high school. All-District and All-State, he was even offered a college scholarship.
I never expected to do most of the things I’ve done in my life. Radio announcer, public relations, health care, law enforcement, and working for charities.
The fact state Rep. Dennis Bonnen is far from the only state lawmaker with disdain for local control and the weakness in U.S. Sen. John Cornyn's latest measure to reduce carnage from gun violence were among the issues being discussed this week by Texas editors.