wholderman's picture
Monday, April 21, 2008 - 3:43pm

...and women and children of course...ah yes, our beloved canines. What is it about a dog anyway? They never talk much about themselves, yet love to listen to us, and they act interested with what we have to say, they agree incessantly, are pleased with what we do versus what we should do, and provide unconditional love, security, and warmth (unlike the puppy peeing on your lap!). One minute you want to shoot them for tearing out the new bush you just planted, then the next, you inherit a fulltime job when you sratch their neck.

jtaylor's picture
Monday, April 21, 2008 - 2:05pm

The taco chain store was jammed, the teen staff making supremes and nachos as fast at their sanitary-gloved hands could move. But help was needed. And several staffers offered their bare, gotta-rub-my-nose mitts to mash together sliced lettuce and shredded cheese.

Is the slogan "Run (singular?) for the border?"

wholderman's picture
Thursday, April 17, 2008 - 11:18am the time he took the cast on his arm and leg, took a saw, and strategically cut holes in areas where they were annoying him. The ankle saw cut he made on his leg cast even startled him as when he stood up, the whole thing slid down, totally voiding the effect of immobilizing his knee!

jtaylor's picture
Wednesday, April 16, 2008 - 10:47am

Should a sales tax on services -- the crew that trims your lawn, your yoga instructor and the person who watches your kids -- be part of the solution to California's $16 billion (so far) budget deficit?

That notion is again being floated by folks like Lucien Wulsin Jr., executive director of the Insure the Uninsured Project, and Sacramento Bee columnist Dan Walters.

jtaylor's picture
Tuesday, April 15, 2008 - 10:39am

Bone-chilling wind and rain. April at Naval Training Center Great Lakes, a teeth-rattling shuttle ride from Chicago's O'Hare Airport.

On cold, gum-encrusted bleacher seats we got to know a few of the 3,000 parents and other relatives of the 709 boot-camp graduates to be. We had three hours to scout through the crowd, relish Sousa marches and, finally, try to find son Daniel who pretty much looked like everybody else. Gotta love the military.