This could be an important piece of information I am about to share. It depends on how much you care about the money being spent on our state's politicians. If you don't care and want to cop the "it doesn't make any difference" attitude, then I suggest you blow the dust off your dictionary and look up the word "apathy." Or go kiss a goat. Your choice.
It seems Republicans and Democrats alike can agree on something, if you believe the results of a new CNN/ORC International Poll which says two-thirds of Americans think the current Congress is the worst in their lifetime.
2013 is all but gone and this is a time when many folks like to take a look back at all of the events that happened throughout the year --- I guess you could call it the year in review. I'm more of a "look ahead kinda guy." Don't get me wrong, I like to reminisce about old time. But one has to be careful not to get drawn into that dangerous vortex of "should-a, could-a, would-a" moments.
Upon discovering the leaf-strewn grave of Charles Almerin Tinker, my husband's great-great-grandfather, in Brooklyn's Green-Wood Cemetery, my husband and I - one of us more than the other - began to study the names and dates engraved on the towering monument.
By now, everyone has read about or watched news segments regarding recent comments made by "Duck Dynasty" patriarch Phil Robertson.
It is not surprising that so many Georgians are confused about the reforms of the Affordable Care Act.
Congress is winding down its historically unproductive session with a small flurry of activity. It's a welcome change, but so long overdue that it can't possibly make up for what should have been accomplished on Capitol Hill this year.
On Sept. 25, more than 200 concerned citizens pack the Tybee Island City Hall in a standing-room-only meeting moderated by Mayor Jason Buelterman.
At the annual Defense Policy Forum on Nov. 12, one of the major topics was Base Realignment and Closure and alternatives to BRAC.
Good grief. I just took a peek at next week's calendar. It says 2014.
My house just became a much more positive place. My husband and I usually do watch what we say when my daughter is around, but now I have iron-clad proof that she is always listening, watching and, more importantly, mimicking. Now that we know this, exclaiming, "Oh, fiddlesticks!" is about the only thing that is still permissible in our family.
Military life is surrounded by the grey clouds of deployment, the sunny days of returns and little is mentioned of the rest.
The other day, I was driving my car and suddenly realized I did not know what road I was on.
It was during mid-flight, perhaps somewhere over Virginia, that a thought hit me and I suddenly turned in excitement toward my husband, Tink.
What's not to love about a parade? The floats, the candy, the music, the excitement. Everyone loves a parade - at least as long as it's not raining and cold outside.
You are under 16 years old. You and your buddies have a system worked out. Everyone chips in some of their lunch money to buy a pack of cigarettes. There is a designated "keeper of the pack."