Commuting patterns aren't the be-all and end-all of time-zone considerations, but they're an important factor. Paul Musgrave has a fascinating take on his blog. (Hat tip to TRIB, The Review of Indiana Blogs.)
Commuting patterns aren't the be-all and end-all of time-zone considerations, but they're an important factor. Paul Musgrave has a fascinating take on his blog. (Hat tip to TRIB, The Review of Indiana Blogs.)
When these lucky kids just get sick and tired of all the healthy fare the school system is undoubtedly subjecting them to, at least they'll have a shot at real food. I'm a coney dog and chili dog fanatic, so this impressed me. The new coney place on Broadway didn't, though (allthough the Koney spelling is creative). The best alternative I've found so far to the original on Main Street is at The Stand on the Bobeck's golf site on Bluffton Road.
Don't mean to sound sacrilegious, but I've always found coffee a spiritually moving experience, especially the first cup of the day, as in: God, I needed that! Can't wait to see who will complain about Starbucks' common-sense policy of asking people for their favorite quotes and putting them on the cups. An atheist might see the God quote and get offended, after all. It might have been nice if the story had mentioned somewhere exactly what quote about God Rick Warren offered.
I wonder how many people even know that 17 states and two U.S. territories have "criminal libel" laws. Probably not Juan Mata of New Mexico, who was found guilty of that crime for carrying a picket sign that called a police officer a liar and a dirty cop and could be sentenced to a year in jail. This passage caught my eye:
It's not crazy to spend $1 on a lottery ticket when Powerball hits $340 million; bought one myself. Sure, the odds against winning are astronomical, but so is the risk-to-reward ratio. I'm not quite sure, though, about the people who go all the way to the West Virginia convenience store where the last big winning ticket was sold, on the theory that lightning might strike twice in the same place. Those people really justify the description of the lottery as a tax on the stupid.
William F. Buckley has one of the finest minds of anybody in public life; I watched "Firing Line" when I was in high school, not because I understood the politics but because I'd always hear words I had to look up. Bill Maher is the smuggest dunce on TV, which is quite the achievement. Guess who comes out looking better?
Did anybody really expect this panel to recommend something truly radical and courageous, such as a flat tax or a national sales tax? Well, some of us did have hopes, actually. Safe prediction: Anything that actually happens under the name of "reform" will make the tax code even more complicated and destructive than it already is.
Geez. If I'd known it was this simple, I'd have skipped all those doughnuts. On the other hand, maybe I'll just switch to a Fig Newton diet.
A comedy writer wouldn't try to get away with making something like this up. At least the survival rate for being around Teddy and water is going up.
"Eminent domain" is way too civilizied a term for some of this stuff. It's just outright theft, plain and simple.
I have to wait until my Newsweek comes to get any real news. This item was tucked in the back of the latest issue, under Newsmakers:
It's nice to know Bill Clinton has a second career. His CD is selling well, which means we will probably be treated to others. Notice that Bill leans toward jazz -- people like Miles Davis and John Coltrane -- while President Bush likes a lot of country music.
It's hard to argue with Brother Kenneth Hoagland, principal of Kellenberg Memorial High School, about the wretched excess of proms today. "Conspicuous consumption" was once thought to be a rather scandalous claim to make against somebody; today, it's a quaint expression. Why wouldn't high school students also want to do everything bigger, flashier, riskier?
I notice not a single Mad magazine cover made the list, so how much should we really trust these people's judgment?
The people of Iraq keep surprising us with their courage and determination. Let's pause to celebrate the good news. And maybe take the time to learn that some things we think we know just aren't so.
Trying to plant the seeds of democracy in the Middle East seems daunting enough. Not sure they're really ready for this yet.
There are a few issues I'm still willing to beat my head against the wall over. (See last night's post on "A billion here, a billion there," for example, or the numerous posts on eminent domain). One of them is downtown Fort Wayne. If there's only one building left standing, I'll probably be in front of it yelling about how we can turn things around if we really try. This is largely emotional rather than logical, I realize. I went to high school at Central, back when we had an hour of open lunch; I spent four years wandering through downtown.
There's a full moon out tonight, so I'm not going to get too excited about this. But is it possible there are still some fiscal conservatives left in Congress?
House Republican leaders have moved from balking at big cuts in Medicaid and other programs to embracing them, driven by pent-up anger from fiscal conservatives concerned about runaway spending and the leadership's own weakening hold on power.
Rob Kaiser, editor of the Greater Fort Wayne Business Weekly, has a couple of comments about my "Shoddy side of the street" post concerning the "digital News-Sentinel" flap:
