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Smudge-proof Black Friday

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After 10 years in our dream home, The Wife and I find that we must now suddenly move out. It wasn’t our idea; we were happy. Packing and moving everything over the holidays is less than perfect, but it’s all for a good cause. There’s a family who needs our home more than we do.

Old-fashioned table manners

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My Grandpa Jed used to say, “Don’t know what the world’s coming to. Young folks today don’t follow rules. Think they can do anything they want.” I always thought he was talking about us kids. Nope, come to find out he was actually talking about his kid. That rule breaker would be my Dad.

The universal truth

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If everyone in the world would acknowledge one universal truth, life would be better for everyone. Unfortunately, some go their entire lives without knowing what this truth is. Not knowing, I believe, accounts for a lot of needless pain and sorrow in this world.

The vegetarian elephant

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It just doesn’t make any sense. But then again, a lot of things in this world don’t make sense to me. How can elephants grow to be the largest land animals in the world by only eating vegetables?

Here’s a better question, why are gorillas so strong eating just vegetables and fruit?

Writer's block

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Writer’s block

I knew one day it would happen. After 14 years and over 700 columns, something that strikes fear into this writer has finally arrived at our house: Writer’s block.

World's wealthiest man

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I limped into my annual physical yesterday, and my answers to a few of the doctor’s questions left him shaking his head. Don’t worry; this story really isn’t about my physical. It’s about Briarwood High School, home of the Mighty Buccaneers. So how do you connect the two?

Soapbox goes to D.C.

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Last week, the soapbox traveled to the council meeting in our zombie-infested small town. I went along too. After all, someone had to carry the soapbox and fight off all those slow moving non-thinkers: the zombies — not the council members.

Mayor and council

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Once again I had to venture down to the dusty basement, fight off hordes of spider crickets and retrieve my soapbox. So what had me willing to risk my life to stand upon my soapbox and pontificate?


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