10:30pm. Thursday night. Just realized that by this time, I should be thinking about submitting my column. And I haven’t even started thinking about writing it yet. That’s because it’s Fund Drive week at JPR, and I’m exhausted. I’ve been… Continue Reading
It started with a sore throat. It was on fire. So sore that I called in sick two days in a row. Then came the fever, and a lightheaded, slightly out of body feeling, and then along came the headache.… Continue Reading
I don’t quite know how to start this story, because no matter what I say or how I say it, you’re gonna either think I’m crazy, that I need to get on some ADD medication, or that I’ve got supernatural powers. Either way,… Continue Reading
I am terrified of fire. A lot more terrified than I let on most of the time. But I don’t think my fear of fire is unwarranted, nor do I think it’s unhealthy. I have what I am going to… Continue Reading
I’m a little disappointed in myself right now. About two months ago I heard a song for the first time at a friend’s party that gave me a great idea for a column. It required a little research, which I… Continue Reading
I have completely run out of time again. How does this happen? It seems like only yesterday I filed my last column, right up against deadline (which is so typical for me, just ask Doni. No, ask Joe Domke. He’s… Continue Reading
I was a bit of a hellion in high school. Shocking, right?! I was an outspoken, brash, mouthy, rebellious teen. I know, I haven’t changed a whole heckuva lot in the past 30 years. And my rebel streak got me… Continue Reading
Alright, I’ve had it, I protest. I protest all these protests. It’s too much, me thinks. When I sat down to write this week’s column, I was feeling a little lost for a topic. I didn’t want to write yet… Continue Reading
You’ve probably got a favorite number, right? Mine used to be 7, but I think I’m switching to 21. I’ve always thought numbers had a lot of significance. For example, I was born on 12-12 in the year 66 (which… Continue Reading
Today we’re going to travel back in time to January 1981. The night before my family moved away to a new town. The night I sat in my bedroom, packing the rest of my teenage belongings into boxes for the… Continue Reading
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