Still Go-Go-ing Strong

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Each night when I read my local newspaper, I love to peruse the "Today in History" section. I scan the celebrity birthdays to find some interesting topic of conversation. Yesterday,…

Book Review: Small Town Odds

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I didn't quite know what to expect when I bought "Small Town Odds" by Jason Headley over the summer. I found the book in a discount bookstore down the beach…

Stayin’ Alive … For Real

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Luckily, I managed to miss most of the disco era. Sure, I was alive, but I hadn’t reached my teens so I watched the whole mess from afar.

The closest I got to disco fever was a copy of the strange “Disco Duck” album released by DJ Rick Dees, who was making fun of the whole fad. I didn’t realize I was supporting satire at that point. I just thought the duck voice was funny.

Like a lot of people my age, I have supported disco through the years, but with a wink and a nod. I continually find myself amazed as the Village People song “YMCA” gets families to dance and sing since that’s the last thing the lyrics suggest.

But songs like that ultimately make us have fun, and that’s the point. Having fun and saving lives.

Mystery Solved

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I didn't mind too much when I heard that "Desperate Housewives" would fast-forward five years for this season. After all, they have kind of planted their flag in kitschy plot…

Groceries Gone Wild

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With some extra free time on my hands lately, I have had a chance to help out more around the house.

In some ways, this can be interpreted as a positive. More help means more gets done, right?

But remember this is a husband’s kind of helping. And I am the husband trying to pitch in to make life around the house a little easier.

All that means is that the routine Maria has developed over the years goes to hell in a handbasket, and I get things done the way I want them done.