John Oxendine apparently spent his last day in office as Georgia's insurance commissioner bestowing licenses on himself to sell insurance and adjust claims.
It is not easy being a househusband cum columnist. Trying to figure out where the paper towels are located at the same time I am trying to figure out where the commas go makes my brain hurt.
Sometimes a good idea is so good it's hard to sustain over the long haul. That's often true with ideas that come from government that depend on revenues that blow with the economic winds.
• Day 17 (Tuesday, Feb. 22): While much of this session has been dedicated to talks about the HOPE scholarship program and the changes that will have to be made, Gov. Nathan Deal announced his proposals at a news conference today. The successful program that has provided numerous Georgia students with opportunities to continue their education has fallen on difficult times recently due to rising costs and declining revenues. The program is projected to show a deficit of around $240 million in the current fiscal year and more than $300 million in the next fiscal year. To give the program the ...
President Barack Obama is stirring up the forces of reaction. Or at least he wants to. He is their inspiration and their leader, the nation's most eloquent and powerful advocate of a government of the past.
Does Georgia have a higher percentage of criminals in its population than any other state? Let's hope not.
"You will be president of a small country."
Dear Editor: I read with interest the front page article in your countywide edition "Drop in Values could mean tax increases." In that article, chief tax appraiser Dan Rollf repeatedly warned of seeing "no way around tax millage increases." He stated that current property assessments were higher than current home values. What a surprise.
Professional athletes are not heroes. Some, depending on the way they live their lives, could perhaps be considered role models, but idolatry should go no further than that.
Over my long life, I have come to realize that college football is not life-or-death. Life and death are life and death. Football is a game. Only a game. Yet, there are those rare times when the sport can tell us a lot about life – and death – and remind us that there is more to winning than the final score.
In session for three days this week, the General Assembly finished its sixteenth legislative day on Thursday. The legislation heard on the House floor continues to increase and much of our time is consumed with committee meetings and preparing for the bills awaiting our vote in the House. Things are moving along as we are already more than a third through with the 2011 legislative session.
Day 14 (Feb. 15): The Capitol was abuzz today with the disappointing news that the president's budget did not include funding for the deepening of the Savannah Harbor.
Indiana Gov. Mitch Daniels did not get the memo about CPAC, the annual gathering of conservatives in Washington. The etiquette is that presidential wannabes should hew to a narrow band of harsh and harsher denunciations of liberalism, or anything suspected of having a liberal taint.
Radio has an abundance - an overabundance, some say - of big mouths, fire-breathers, ego-trippers and chest-pounders.
With results from the pending countywide revaluation expected to trim about 10-15 percent off the county tax digest, county and school officials will be faced with some tough budget choices in the coming months.
I happen to love the song "Happy" from the movie soundtrack, "Despicable Me 2."
Most mornings, I spend about five minutes pulling my freshly washed hair into a ponytail. It's easy, it's efficient, and, I like to tell myself, it's even chic. When I know I'll be meeting important people or attending special events, however (like, say, the United Way annual campaign kick-off party or a chamber of commerce breakfast), I break out the products and utensils and spend an extra 20 minutes or so coaxing my locks into what I hope is a more professional-looking style.
I've always been one of those persons who won't hire someone to do something for me if I can do it myself, such as painting my house, building a deck, building a utility barn, caring for my own lawn, installing new flooring, etc. It was just the way I was raised. And it stuck.
Editor, This is an open letter to Attorney General Eric Holder.
Editor, It seems like we just cut the ribbon to our new location at 154 Thunderbird Drive. Our brand new 10,000 square foot facility seemed so BIG next to our little white building on 10055 Ford Ave. Site 3B, where the YMCA had resided in for the previous 10 years. We moved with excitement, added more equipment, larger classes, and exciting new family programs.
I'm not sure how many wilderness survival shows there are on television right now, but it appears there is some kind of obsession going on with this type of programming. And they are running the gamut from being naked in the wild to being fat in the wild. That's right, there's a show now titled "Fat Guys in The Woods." Fortunately, they keep their britches on.
• President Ronald Reagan, Jan. 30, 1984: "Exports create and sustain jobs for millions of American workers and contribute to the growth and strength of the United States economy. The Export-Import Bank contributes in a significant way to our nation's export sales."
Win at life! Isn't that what we all want to do? That is the headline gracing one of the magazines sitting on our coffee table. I guess the real question is, "what defines winning at life?" After all, life has a pretty broad playing field. Maybe what best defines winning in life is society's dire need to be in control. Everyone values their independence and sense of control, right?
Editor, Recently, I've spotted some news headlines - around the region, state and country - that I never thought I'd see. It really makes me wonder, "Whatever were they thinking?"
Editor, The following is an open letter on sequestration to Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid, D-Nevada, from retired U.S. Army Gen. Gordon R. Sullivan, head of the Association of the United States Army:
Remember the story of "The Little Engine That Could"? That could well describe the city of Dalton, a town of some 34,000 nestled in the corner of northwest Georgia, not far from the Tennessee line.
Lately, I've been thinking about the treasure trove that can be found in life's challenging times - the wisdom, the victories, the emotional muscle built and, of course, the stories. As those who know me well often say with a smile, "It's always about the story with her."
I realize, perhaps better than anyone, that it's not polite to ask others about their reproductive plans. I've long ranted about how much it annoyed me when friends, family members and even perfect strangers would inquire about a possible plunge into parenthood. Even now, as most of my readers know, I get aggravated when people ask whether my 2-year-old daughter, Reese, will ever be a sister.