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Some things I don't understand

Sallie Satterthwaite's picture

For the life of me, I don’t get why technically savvy people recommend dusting the insides of a computer with propellant-driven canned air. Maybe it’s because they’ve never been household engineers, a.k.a housewives.

Any household engineer knows that blowing air into dusty corners merely stirs up the dirt and drives it into other nooks and crannies. Why did they invent vacuum cleaners but to pull dust up into a canister, safely secured until it could be emptied outside the house? Read More»

Fear and discouragement

David Epps's picture

Even as the politicians are proclaiming that the economy is improving, hundreds of thousands of breadwinners are finding themselves without work. It is generally acknowledged that the current financial situation is the worst since the Great Depression. The level of spending by the federal government would have been considered reckless insanity only a few years ago and the national debt threatens to stifle future generations. Read More»

All the cool kids

Rick Ryckeley's picture

All the cool kids do it. The first time I heard that phrase was in Old Mrs. Crabtree’s’ third-grade class. Ever since, I’ve been trying to be one of the cool kids. Why, you may ask? The answer is simple. It’s cool to be a cool kid. Unfortunately, through the years, I’ve always seemed to fall a little short when it came to the cool meter. Read More»

It's what inside that counts

Michael Boylan's picture

Remember my last column where I urged everybody to give running a try and was real gung-ho about it? I’m still gung-ho, but I need to be forthcoming about something. After the 5K race, which I ran in light athletic sneakers from a big box (big mistake), I felt fine. For about four hours. When I tried to walk after that, my feet felt very bad. While I was laid up, I started searching WebMD, afraid that I was going to find I did some permanent damage. Luckily, I didn’t. It was just a common ailment for running in a shoe that didn’t cater to my feet. Read More»

Give it a shot

David Epps's picture

I am a “certified peace officer” in the State of Georgia, having graduated from the Fulton County Public Safety Training Center in 1992. In order to keep my certification current, I must return to the pistol range each year and qualify. Normally, I go with the members of the Peachtree City Police Department during their regular qualification times. Because I am a good shot, I enjoy these times. Read More»

I inherited this mess

David Epps's picture

It’s the bottom of the ninth inning and the opposing team leads by two runs. The team that is behind sends out the relief pitcher. On the mound, the highly paid relief pitcher gathers all his teammates around him and says, “Men, I’m going to do the best I possibly can, but I want to make this perfectly clear — I inherited this situation. This isn’t my fault. The starting pitcher left me this mess.” Read More»

Ask Father Paul 07/14/10

Father Paul Massey's picture

Answers to your questions about life, religion and the Bible

Pastors get some of the most interesting questions from people they meet and people in their congregations. Here are a few that I have gotten over the years and via email for this column.

Dear father Paul: Can a Christian lose his/her salvation? — E.J. Read More»

Garlock: Worrying about our troops

Terry Garlock's picture

Last week Republican Party Chairman Michael Steele made the mistake of speaking his mind at a Connecticut fund-raiser when he said about Afghanistan, “This is a war of Obama’s choosing ... This is not something the United States has actively prosecuted or wanted to engage in.” Read More»

Paquin: How to prove who’s legal, illegal

Claude Paquin's picture

In this political season, a lot of folks are getting all steamed up over illegal immigration, so I thought it might be helpful to bring a bit of fresh thinking to the subject.

Illegal immigration can take place two ways. One way is to run real quick across the border in a place where no one is looking. That seems to be the way most people think it happens. Read More»

Being too sensitive, or not

Ronda Rich's picture

You know, it’s beginning to occur to me that I’m not sensitive enough. This is quite a revelation since I spent a goodly amount of my life being told that I was too sensitive. As a child, Mama said that I got my feelings hurt too easily and I needed to snap out of it.

“Stop wearing your heart on your sleeve,” she’d lecture. “Be tough. Let things roll off your back.”

So, I tried. And, apparently, I have done an incredibly good job at tackling my sensitivity. Now, things that seem to bother other people in this politically correct world of ours doesn’t bother me at all. Read More»