Twenty-seven cents. That's what a newspaper in Canada has decided to charge per story for viewers who visit its digital edition and scroll around for news and information.
Spring is unpredictably crazy. Nine days ago it was sleeting at the Mississippi State baseball game. There's something very wrong when a March day leaves ice pellets on your baseball cap.
"Yours is going to be the next wedding we all get together for!" This is something a relative said to me at my 21-year-old cousin's wedding a few years ago. I had just turned 15.
I'm just an old fuddy-duddy, and I'm in my second childhood, but I do wish the comics pages would remain entertaining. If a political statement is desired, there is the op-ed page. Some comics were funny, while making a statement about politics, religion, morals, or whatever, but they were funny.
I'm so sorry your newspaper did not get the memo in time print something in your paper about this being Easter Sunday, the most important celebration in all Christendom.
Friday afternoon temperatures hit the mid-80s, so I put several inches of water in a plastic swimming pool for Val. She immediately came over, took a drink then lowered herself into the liquid and sat there as if she was a Persian princess waiting on her attendants to come bathe her. Allowing that Val is of mixed parentage, has a bad eye and was found on a gravel road (dragging a chain), her attitude is, well, charming.
I never quite understood what "nursing" really meant until the past six months, when the supposed superstar doctor, who operated on me in Phoenix (One of the smartest male doctors I know told me she was the best, a woman, how wonderful; beware of gender bias.), made a mess of my intestines, leaving me rather critically ill with peritonitis and unbearable pain while she went to Maui.
A voracious and eclectic reader, President Nixon instructed me to send him every few weeks 10 articles he would not normally see that were on interesting or important issues.
Turning the calendar page from March to April seems to create an air of optimism when it comes to spring.
The pilot who crashed the Germanwings plane, taking 150 lives, was too ill to work, according to doctors' notes found at his home.
We had the formal groundbreaking for the Lynn Lane multi-use path project this week complete with MDOT gold shovels. It has been years in the making -- literally, years and lots of effort from a dedicated group of people.
When the Legislature appropriated less than 10 percent of the funding requested for $25 million to extend The Columbus Riverwalk 14 miles to Columbus Air Force Base, it introduced even more questions to an already ambiguous undertaking.
Ellen Pao's gender discrimination suit against her employer contained the juicy elements that captivate us.
The American Heart Association has declared today National Walking Day.
On Sunday, people all over the world will commemorate the morning an itinerant rabbi, falsely convicted and cruelly executed, stood up and walked out of his own tomb.
Every week, it seems, a new study comes out that ranks colleges and universities in one area or another. It seems as though a cottage industry has sprung up around higher education, churning out "best of" lists with such regularity that it's tempting to disregard them altogether.
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